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 . . .
It's me They hear . . .
My spirit And your/my voice, In one The Phantom of the Opera Is there Inside your/my mind . . .
He's there, The Phantom of the Opera . . . Beware The Phantom of the Opera . . .
In all Your fantasies , 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 there/here Inside your/my mind . . . Sing, my Angel of Music!
He's there, The Phantom of the Opera . . . (She begins to vocalise strangely, her song Becoming More and more extravagant