Phantom of the Opera: Forms (Christine and Erik's point of views...)
"Christine, Christine..."
She's a girl with the voice of an Angel and a longing for the lightness that should have came with it.
"Sing for me."
In her heart she has songs made of words she couldn't say.
That she feels, for herself.
"Why don't you love me?"
So she wants the boy who will take her away to somewhere else. The boy who knew her before she looks like this.
"Beautiful, beautiful, Christine."
For in this opera of people, even down in the dark with its creature, who she is could still not be free from what others see.
She's a girl with the voice of an Angel and a longing for the lightness that should have came with it.
"Sing for me."
In her heart she has songs made of words she couldn't say.
That she feels, for herself.
"Why don't you love me?"
So she wants the boy who will take her away to somewhere else. The boy who knew her before she looks like this.
"Beautiful, beautiful, Christine."
For in this opera of people, even down in the dark with its creature, who she is could still not be free from what others see.