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 . . .

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 . . .