(Christine) 

All my life I've been waiting,
In my mind in a rocking chair.
For my fancy to take me,
And I would know the time.

Tick & Tock went my childhood.
Father said I would know the place.
Skin would tingle and pulse would race.
As they do, It's here... 

I'm home. 

Where music fills the air.
And I'm home,
Where a thousand lovers, cry
Swoon and Sigh,
And I'm home. 

Where every violin,
Plays a treat, as sweet
As a [bad word]  

Where ever music plays
I know, I am home. 

Here, where [bad word] alive
Year by year,
We forget our troubled lives,
Under lights
And each tear, [bad word] a gentle tune or duet,
kept straight, by a metronome. 

And if I'm singing,
Then I know I am home, 

Where every English horn.
Makes me feel glad I'm born.
And every woodwind trill,
Excites a thrill that's new.
The giant contra bass,
The great soprano's [bad word] to make a perfect world,
Far better than what's outside. 

Dreams, I've lived within my dreams
Now it seems
I've awakened and they're real
Pinch and feel
If one day
I walk upon this stage from these wings
And play underneath this dome
And if I sing with all my heart
I'll be home 

(Phantom) 

All my life to be waiting
For an angle to one day sing
Mouth goes dry
And my knees go weak
At each word
Each sound

That voice
That music in the air
Every choice
Every syllable
Each note
How they float
And her tone
miracle of silk spun to gold
Unfolding in polychrome
And when I hear it
How I know I am home 

Who is this prodigy?
Who sings to only me
She is as innocent
And natural as a rose
I'd do her so much good
We two, I know we [bad word] to make a perfect world
Far better than what's out side 

(Christine) 

La La LaLa
La La LaLa
La La LaLa
La LAAAA!

(Christine and Phantom)

Dreams,
I've lived within my dreams
Now it seems I've awakened
And they're real
If they're real
If one day I/she walks upon this stage
From these wings
And plays underneath this dome
And if I/she sings with all my/her heart
I'll be home!