The Phantom Of The Opera

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 



Your/my spirit and your/my voice, 

in one combined the phantom of the opera 

is there inside your my mind 



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