Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness wakes and stirs imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses
(Helpless to resist the notes I write)
(For I compose the music of the night)
Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night
Close you eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams
purge your thoughts of the life you knew before
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar
And you'll live as you've never lived before
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it, secretly posess you
Open up your mind,
Let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night
Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to be!
Only then can you belong to me
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
To the power of the music that I write
The power of the music of the night
You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night
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 here,
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:
My/your spirit and my/your voice,
In one combined.
The Phantom of the Opera is here/there
Inside your/my mind
Offstage:
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!
(Vocalizing)
Phantom:
Sing!
Christine:
(Vocalizing higher)
Phantom:
Sing for me!
Christine:
(Vocalizing higher)
Phantom:
Sing my angel of music!
Christine:
(Sings higher)
Phantom:
SING FOR ME!
Phantom:
I have brought you,
To the seat of sweet music's throne.
To this kingdom where all must pay homage to music,
Music.
You have come here.
For one purpose and one alone.
Since the moment I first heard you sing,
I have needed you with me to serve me, to sing,
For my music.
My music
