The Phantom of the Opera

In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came
That voice which calls to me, and speaks my name
And through my dream again and now I find
The phantom of the opera is there inside my mind.

Sing once again with me, a 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
The spirit and the voice, in one combined
The phantom of the opera is there inside my(the) mind.

In all your fantasies, you always knew
That man and mystery, lie both in you
And in this labyrinth when night is live
The phantom of the opera is there(here) inside my mind.

Sing my angel of music
Is there a phantom of the opera?
Sing!
Sing for me!
Sing, my angel of music!
Sing for me!

I have brought you to the seat of sweet music's 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 e, to serve me.
To sing all my music. My music.