This takes place just as Erik takes Christine to his lair for the first time.
My Nightingale's Triumph
Longing to stand by your side; such bliss
A simple kiss is more than I could want
In dreams you return my love so strong
Aware it can never be, my fantasies taunt
Self loathing has kept me imprisoned too long
But as the mirror slides open, I try to break free
My song is a spell that I gently weave
Coaxing your hand into mine you follow me
Deftly I guide you through a lake serene
Intensely our song rises to infinite height
Our voices a perfect duet… such beauty divine
In our song passion pours, our souls unite
Grant me this one wish, a dream of passion
To revel in the glory of our bravura success
You are my mask from the eyes of the world
My one desire to hold you, my love to profess