"Little Lotte / The Mirror" lyrics - ANDREW LLOYD WEBBER

[RAOUL, spoken]
Little Lotte let her mind wander. Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder of dolls or of goblins or shoes?

[CHRISTINE, spoken]
Raoul

[RAOUL, spoken]
Or of riddles of frocks?

[CHRISTINE, spoken]
Those picnics in the attic

[RAOUL, spoken]
Or of chocolates?

[CHRISTINE, spoken]
Father playing the violin

[RAOUL, spoken]
As we read to each other, dark stories of the North

[CHRISTINE, spoken]
No-what I love best, Lotte said, is when I'm asleep in my bed

[Sung:]
And the Angel of Music sings songs in my head!

[BOTH]
The Angel of Music sings songs in my head!

[RAOUL, spoken]
Oh, you sang like an angel tonight

[CHRISTINE, spoken]
Father said, "When I'm in heaven, child, I will send the Angel of Music to you." Well, Father is dead, Raoul. And I have been visited by the Angel of Music

[RAOUL, spoken]
Oh, no doubt of it. And now, we go to supper

[CHRISTINE, spoken]
No, Raoul, the Angel of Music is very strict

[RAOUL, spoken]
Well, I shan't keep you up late

[CHRISTINE, spoken]
Raoul, no

[RAOUL, spoken]
You must change. I'll order my carriage. Two minutes, Little Lotte

[CHRISTINE, spoken]
No. Raoul, wait!

[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 of Music
Come to me: Angel of Music

[RAOUL, spoken]
Whose is that voice? Who is that in there?!

[PHANTOM]
I am your Angel of Music
Come to me: Angel of Music
[RAOUL, spoken]
Christine! Christine!