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 . . .
  
  OFFSTAGE VOICES:
  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/hereQ
  inside your/my mind . . .
  
  Sing, my Angel of Music!
  
  CHRISTINE:
  He's there,
  the Phantom of the Opera . . .