MEG:
Christine, Christine

PHANTOM:
Christine...

MEG:
Where in the world
Have you been hiding?
Really, you were perfect
I only wish I knew your secret
Who is your great tutor?

CHRISTINE:
Father once spoke of an angel
I used to dream he'd appear
Now as I sing I can sense him
And I know he's here
Here in this room
He calls me softly
Somewhere inside hiding
Somehow I know he's always with me
Here, the unseen genius

MEG:
Christine you must have been dreaming
Stories like this can't come ture
Christine you're talking in riddles
And it's not like you

CHRISTINE:
Angel of music
Guide and guardian
Grant to me your glory

MEG:
Who is this angel?

BOTH:
Angel of music
Hide no longer
Secret and strange, angel

CHRISTINE:
He's with me even now

MEG:
Your hands are cold (Christine: All around me)
Your face Christine it's white

CHRISTINE:
It frightens me (Meg: Don't be frightened)