Phantom of the Opera

Christine:
In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice that 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 :
Your/My spirit and my/your voice in one combined
The Phantom of the Opera is there
Inside my/your mind
Backgroud :

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 there/here
inside your/my mind
Phantom :
Sing, my Angel of Music
Christine:
He's there, the Phantom of the Opera . . .