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Mother please, I′m scared
What a dream, an awful dream
Someone strange and mad
Seizing me and drowning me
Hush! Gustave, tonight, darling
Come and meet a friend of mine
Welcome to my world, young friend
Your world? Where are we?
We're in Phantasma, little Vicomte
On Coney Island
A world of fantasy where illusion is emperor
Tell me where you′d like to go
Tell me what you want to see
Madam please, I insist
Could you show me if you please
All Phantasma's mysteries
All that's strange and wild and dark
In the shadows of the park
You shall see it all tomorrow
In fact, I myself will show you, I promise
Back to sleep now, Gustave
Why is he wear a mask, mother?
Is he a magician?
Yes darling, in his way
What a child, full of life
Full of you, my Christine
Help me through this sadness
To this kindness for your mentor
Or your prodigy
That prefect specimen
May disappear on Coney Island
Vanish here, on Coney Island
Ah, Christine
What are you saying?
How could you?
After all that we′ve been
Who are you?
I am your angel of music
I am dying, Christine
Suffocating, here in the dark
Give me breath, give me life
Sing for me
Or I will take from you everything you have ever loved
No, no, you can′t
Oh, but I can
A man as hideous as this
Believe me, is capable of anything
And what am I to sing?
One song, composed by me
And then, we're free to leave
And will, of course, receive a princely fee
Is it on with the show?
Does he stay?
Does he go?
Mm, mm, mm-mm
Mm, mm, mm-mm-mm
He′s nowhere to be seen, insolence
Who?
Hammerstein
What the devil is going on in this place?
Darling (Christine), things have changed wrong
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Writer(s): Andrew Lloyd-webber, Glenn Slater Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
