Andrew Lloyd Webber - Little Lotte... / The Mirror... (Angel of Music) lyrics

Little Lotte let her mind wander Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder of dools Or of goblins of shoes Or of riddles of frocks Christine Those picnics in the attic Or of chocolates Father playing the violin As we read to each other, dark stories of the North 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!' The Angel of Music sings songs in my head!' R Oh, you're so like an angel tonight Christine 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 No doubt of it - And now we'll go to supper! Christine No, Raoul, the Angel of Music is very strict. I shan't keep you up late! Raoul, no Raoul You must change. I'll get my carriage. Two minutes - Little Lotte. Christine 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 Raul Whose is that voice? Who is that in there? Christine, Christine Phantom I am your Angel of Music Come to me: Angel of Music