Ah, Christine! (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)

Lyrics

PHANTOM: Ah, Christine, my Christine What a triumph you gave me tonight My Christine All the dark silent years now set right! Ah, Christine CHRISTINE: The song was beautiful It sounded beautiful Every note, every word And it felt beautiful And I felt beautiful PHANTOM/CHRISTINE: Lost in the music once more Feeling it rise up and soar Alive once again CHRISTINE (Reading): My dearest wife RAOUL: Little Lotte, I beg you, forgive me CHRISTINE: Raoul, no... RAOUL: Little Lotte Ah, what fools we once were Long ago in our youth In Paris at the opera Romantic idiot CHRISTINE: Those two people are gone CHRISTINE/RAOUL: Now I must go Our choices are made The opera is done The last notes have been played RAOUL: May your angel of music Watch over you now And give you what I wish I gave you somehow Yours, in regret - CHRISTINE: Raoul Gustave... PHANTOM: What is it? CHRISTINE: Gustave! PHANTOM: What's wrong?! CHRISTINE: I told him to wait for Raoul! Before asked me to--- Surely he wouldn't...! PHANTOM: That perfidious Raoul I will kill that drunken fool! That he dare take this child A child that isn't his! SQUELCH: (Sir?) The Vicomte de Chagny Left here alone, sir Saw with my own eyes, sir There was no one with him Was there anyone else here backstage? PHANTOM: Madame Giry, she was here With her vicious little sneer And that comment she made The ungrateful back-biting snake! Go now quickly Bring her round! Bring the boy back safe and sound Then I'll make that vixen pay! MADAME GIRY: (What is the meaning of this? How dare your circus ghosts manhandle me in this fashion?) PHANTOM: (The boy, woman! What have you done with him?) MADAME GIRY: (The boy? You think I took the boy? Why would I do such a thing? Do you think I don't know who he is?) FLECK: (Sir?) I just passed Meg's dressing room It was silent as a tomb But her mirror was smashed All in pieces on the floor MADAME GIRY: God I left her, so distraught Please, who knows just what she thought I'm afraid she's come undone But she won't hurt him CHIRSTINE: Gustave. My poor Gustave! MADAME GIRY: Meg would never hurt him How could she hurt him?