simply mindblowing...

a love so forbidden..

perfectly tuned in the twisted quavers of each others conducted hearts..

CHRISTINE

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 . . .

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 your/my voice,

in one combined:

the Phantom of the Opera is there inside your/my mind . . .

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 bothin you . . .

BOTH

And in this labyrinth,where night is blind,

the Phantom of the Opera is there/here inside your/my mind . . .

Sing, my Angel of Music!

CHRISTINE

He's there,the Phantom of the Opera . . .(She begins to vocalise strangely, her song becoming more and more extravagant.)