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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:
My/Your spirit and my/your voice
In one combined
The phantom of the opera is there
inside my/your mind
Chorus:
Hes there
the phantom of the opera
Beware the phantom of the opera
Christine:
Is there a phantom of the opera?
ahhhh ahhhhh ahhhh
Phantom:
Sing my angel of music
Sing my angel
Sing for me
Christine:
Ahhh ahhhh ahhhhhhhh
Phantom:
Sing my angel
Sing for me
Christine:
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Phantom:
I have brought you, to the seat of sweet musics throne to this kingdom where all must pay homage to music, music
You have come here, for one purpose, and one alone, since the moment I first heard you sing, I have needed you with me to serve me to sing, for my music, my music
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