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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
Your/my spirit and your/my voice,
in one combined:
the Phantom of the Opera is there
inside your/my mind . . .

OFFSTAGE VOICES
He's there, the Phantom of the Opera ...
Beware the Phantom of the Opera ...

PHANTOM
In all your fantasies,
you always knew
that man and mystery

CHRISTINE
were both in you

BOTH
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!

CHRISTINE
He's there, the Phantom of the Opera ...