Gray
Little Lotte let her mind wander
Little Lotte thought, Am I fonder of dolls
or of goblins or shoes?
Lucy
Gray
Gray
or of riddles of frocks
Lucy
Those picnics in the attic
Gray
or of chocolates
Lucy
Father playing the violin
Gray
As we read to each other dark stories of the North
Lucy
No - what I love best, Lotte said,
is when I'm asleep in my bed
and the Angel of sings songs in my head!
BOTH
The Angel of Music sings songs in my head!
Gray
You sang like an angel tonight
Lucy
Father said, 'When I'm in , child
I will send the Angel of Music to you'.
Well, father is dead, Gray, and I have been
visited by the Angel of Music.
Gray
Oh, no doubt of it - And now we'll go to supper!
Lucy
No, Raoul, the Angel of Music is very strict.
Gray
Well, I shan't keep you up late!
Lucy
Gray, no
Gray
You must change. I'll order my carriage.
Two minutes - Little Lotte.
Lucy
No, Raoul, wait!
Things have changed, Gray.
PHANTOM
Insolent boy!
This slave of fashion
basking in your glory!
Ignorant fool!
This brave young suitor,
sharing in my triumph!
Lucy
Angel! I hear you!
Speak, ...
stay by my side, guide me!
Angel, my soul was weak
forgive me...
enter at last, Master!
Phantom
Flattering child
you shall know me,
see why in shadow I hide
Look at your face in the
I am there inside!
Lucy
Angel of Music!
Guide and guardian!
Grant to me your glory!
Angel of Music!
Hide no longer!
Come to me, strange angel
PHANTOM
I am your Angel of Music
Come to me: Angel of Music
PHANTOM
I am your Angel of Music
PHANTOM
Come to me: Angel of Music
Gray
Christine!
I look at the mirror to see a hand reaching out to me. I take the hand and go through. I look up at my angel to see he has pink hair and a white mask on half of his face. He was dressed in all black. This is my angel. This is who my father sent me.