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
