1.15 The Phantom Confronts Christine / Madam Giry Overhears

PHANTOM
How could think I wouldn't guess?
How could you think I wouldn't know?
Do you have something to confess?
I want the truth right now if so!

CHRISTINE
Listen, darling, I want you to go with Miss Giry back to the hotel...alright? I have to talk to Mr. Y alone. Meg, would you mind?

Once upon another time
You left me, yet left me alone
But that's not all you did
You left me with a son

Ever since that other time
I've wished you could somehow have known
I kept the secret hid
The secret my marriage forbid
What else could I have done?

Just love...

PHANTOM
son...

CHRISTINE
Just live

PHANTOM
My son...

CHRISTINE
Just give what I could give
And take what little I deserve

PHANTOM
Forgive me!
He sees me and shuns me
As you did once
Take him now
Take him and go
Go now be free but swear one thing to me
 He will never ever know

CHRISTINE
I swear it believe me
You know you have my word
And I swear this music won't
Remain unheard

This music, your music
Will live again
Once last time just as I swore

BOTH
And soul to soul we will
Once more be whole 

PHANTOM
When I hear you sing

CHRISTINE
Once more... 

PHANTOM
From out of ugliness such light
From out of darkness such a flame
In him my wrongness is made right
And yet he loathes me just the same

So let him shun me in disgust
Let him flee this cursed face
If I must hide from him I must
Yet he shall be my saving grace

For Christine, my Christine
If it's true he's my reason to live
Ah Christine, then our son shall have all I can give
Ah Christine, all I create on this earth
All that I'll never be worth
All shall be his! 

GIRY
All shall be his...
Ten long years and he casts us aside
Ten whole years this is how we're repaid
Ten dark years of toil and tears
And now what we've worked for will go to that child

All our hopes were at last in our grasp
All the dreams and the plans that we laid 
Everything is vanishing
And we get discarded, rejected, reviled
All of the bonds in between us now torn
All of the love that we gave him forsworn
All would be ours if that [bad word] had never been born!