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 . . .
CHRISTINE
Those who
Have seen your face
Draw back
In fear . . .
I am The mask you wear . . .
Phantom
It’s me, they here
Both
And in this labirinth,
When night is blind.
The Phantom of the Opera is here
Inside my mind