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 do I dream again

For now I find

The phantom of the opera is there

Inside my mind.

Those who have seen your face

Draw back in fear ;

I am the mask you wear,

It's me they hear.

My spirit and my voice

In one combined

The phantom of the opera is there

Inside my mind.

In all my fantasy

It's clear to see

That man and mystery

Were both in me.

And in this labyrinth

Where mind is blind

The phantom of the opera is there

Inside my mind.

He's there the phantom of the opera.