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 spirit and your voice,
in one combined:
the Phantom of the Opera is there
inside 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 therŠµ
inside your mind
Sing, my Angel of Music!
He's there, the
Phantom of the Opera ...
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 spirit and your voice,
in one combined:
the Phantom of the Opera is there
inside 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 therŠµ
inside your mind
Sing, my Angel of Music!
He's there, the
Phantom of the Opera ...