(Brightman)

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

(Crawford)

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

(Brightman)

Those who have seen your face,
Draw back in fear
I am the mask you wear

(Crawford)

It's me they hear


(Brightman and Crawford)

Your/my spirit and my/your voice
In one combined, The Phantom of the Opera is there/here
Inside your/my mind

(Crawford)

In all your fantasies,
You always knew
That man and mystery

(Brightman)

Were both in you

(Brightman and Crawford)

And in this labyrinth,
Where night is blind,
The Phantom of the Opera is there/here
Inside my/your mind