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 . . .
BOTH
Your/my spirit and your/my voice,
in one combined:
the Phantom of the Opera is there
inside your/my mind . . .
OFFSTAGE VOICES
He's there, the Phantom of the Opera . . .
Beware the Phantom of the Opera . . .
PHANTOM
In all your fantasies,
you always knew
that man and mystery
CHRISTINE
were both in you
BOTH
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!
CHRISTINE
He's there, the Phantom of the Opera . . .