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
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
Those who have seen your face draw back in fear,
I am the mask you wear . .
Its me they hear
Your/My spirit and your/my voice in one combine,
The phantom of the opera is there,
Inside your/my mind
In all your fantasy
You always knew
That man and mystery . .
Were both in you
And in this labyrinth
Where night is blind
The phantom of the opera is here/there
Inside your/my mind
Sing my angel of music
He's there the phantom of the opera
Sing
Ahhhhh. . . .