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 . . .