Little Lotte / The Mirror (Angel of Music)

Lyrics

[RAOUL] Little Lotte let her mind wander [CHRISTINE, spoken] Remember that too [RAOUL] Little Lotte thought "Am I fonder of dolls [RAOUL & CHRISTINE] Or of goblins or shoes [CHRISTINE] Or of riddles or frocks?" [RAOUL, spoken] Those picnics in the attic [RAOUL] Or of chocolates? [CHRISTINE, spoken] Father playing the violin [RAOUL, spoken] As we read to each other dark stories of the North [CHRISTINE] "No, what I love best", Lotte said "Is when I'm asleep in my bed And the Angel of Music sings songs in my head [CHRISTINE & RAOUL] The Angel of Music sings songs in my head" [PHANTOM] Insolent boy! This slave of fashion basking in your glory Ignorant fool This brave young suitor sharing in my triumph [CHRISTINE] Angel, I hear you Speak I listen 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 mirror I am there inside [CHRISTINE] 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 Come to me, Angel of Music [RAOUL] Whose is that voice? Who is that in there? [PHANTOM] I am your Angel of Music Come to me, Angel of Music [RAOUL] Christine! Angel!