In a chapel
an Angel
praises
Christine,
Christine.
A young girl
stops
and
listens
only to be met
with cold
Silence.
Not
right,
Not right,
Not right.
In the cellars
a
Phantom sighs
Christine,
Christine.
A young
girl
stops
and listens
only to be met
with
cold
Silence.
Not right,
Not right,
Not
right.
At a ball
a Ghost
breathes
Christine,
Christine.
A young girl
Stops
and
Listens
only to be met
with cold
Silence.
Not
right,
Not right,
Not right.
In a graveyard
the
wind whispers
Christine,
Christine.
A young
girl
stops
and listens
only to be met
with
cold
Silence.
Not right,
Not right,
Not right.
In
an opera
a seducer sings
Christine,
Christine.
A
young girl
stops
and listens
only to be met
with
cold
Silence.
Not right,
Not right,
Not
right.
In a shrine,
in the cellars,
at a ball,
in
a graveyard,
in an opera,
in a tomb,
Broken eyes
Plead
Christine,
Christine.
A young woman
Stops
And
Listens
only to be
met
with
Silence.
It is
right,
It is right,
It is right.
It
is
Wrong
all
the
same.