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I lost my heart to Glinda from the moment I first saw her
Sing, my Angel of Music!
I remember her…
A heart full of love.
No, what I love best, Lotte said, is when I’m asleep in my bed,
And the Angel of Music plays songs in my head.
A mask my first unfeeling scrap of clothing.
Is your life just one more lie?
As for Miss Christine Daae…
Because happy is what happens
When all your dreams come true
Well, isn’t it?
Angel, I hear you. Speak, I listen.
How young and innocent we were.
Remember how we used to be.
Can it be? Can it be Christine?
