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