Christine:
In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came,
that voice which calls to me,
and speaks my name.
And do I dream again? For now I find
the phantom of the opera is there
inside my mind.
Phantom:
Sing once again with me our strange duet;
my power over you grows stronger yet.
And though you turn from me to glance behind,
the phantom of the opera is there
inside your mind.
Christine:
Those who have seen your face
draw back in fear.
I am the mask you wear,
Phantom:
it's me they hear.
Christine & Phantom:
Your spirit and my voice in one combined;
the phantom of the opera is there
inside my/your mind.
Phantom:
In all your fantasies, you always knew
that man and mystery
Christine:
were both in you.
Christine & Phantom:
And in this labyrinth where night is blind,
the Phantom of the opera is here
inside my/your mind
Phantom:
Sing, my angel of music!
Christine:
He's there the phantom of the opera.
Phantom:
Sing, my angel of music!
Sing, for my! Sing, for my!
Sing, my angel of music!
Voices:
He's there the phantom of the opera.
Beware the phantom of the opera.
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