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 . . .

My spirit
And your/my voice,
In one
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 . . .
(She begins to vocalise strangely, her song [bad word] More and more extravagant