The phamton 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
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 mind
He's there, the phantom of the opera
He's there, the phantom of the opera
He's there, the phantom of the opera

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