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:

Yourmy spirit

and yourmy voice,

in one

combined:

the Phantom of the Opera

is there

inside yourmy 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 therehereQ

inside yourmy mind . . .



Sing, my Angel of Music!



CHRISTINE:

He's there,

the Phantom of the Opera . . .