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.

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.

Those who have seen your face

draw back in fear.

I am the mask you wear,

it's me they hear.

Your spirit and my voice in one combined

the phantom of the opera is there

inside my your mind.

He's there the phantom of the opera.

Beware the phantom of the opera.

He s the Phantom of the opera

Sing, my angel of music!