Think of me,
Think of me fondly,
When we've said goodbye…
Remember me
Once in a while,
Please promise me
You'll try.
When you find that
Once again
You long to take your heart back
And be free –
If you ever find a moment
Spare a thought for me…
Hesitant but glad that she had been given a chance to sing, Christine grew more confident and continued the aria, glancing over the sea of faces in front of her.
We never said
Our love was evergreen,
Or as unchanging as the sea –
But if you can still remember,
Stop and think of me…
As the music continued, no one could see the Phantom of the Opera in his lair way down below the stage. His eyes are closed in ecstasy, savoring the hauntingly beautiful voice of his pupil and secret love Christine. His face lifted up, his hands spreading like wings, absorbing her song into his soul. The rest of the world had finally discovered his young treasure, the true star of the opera.
Think of all the things
We've shared and seen –
Don't think about the things
Which might have been…
Think of me,
Think of me waking,
Silent and resigned.
Imagine me,
trying too hard
to put you from my mind.
Recall those days,
Look back on all those times,
Think of the things
We'll never do –
There will never be a day,
When I won't think of you…
Raoul was equally entranced by the new soprano before he realized who she was. Little Lotte, his childhood friend, had turned into a stunning young woman with an equally superb voice.
Can it be
Can it be Christine?
"Bravo!" he yelled, leaving his box and running down the stairs. He couldn't wait to see her again, wondering how she would receive him.
She may not remember me,
But I remember her…
Oblivious to the reactions of her admirers, Christine grinned widely as she finishes.
We never said
Our love was evergreen,
Or as unchanging
As the sea –
But please promise me,
That sometimes,
You will think
Of me!
The audience was in silent awe before they jumped to their feet and applauded wildly, calling out Christine's name.