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The Phantom Of The Opera - I Remember/Stranger Than You Dreamt It Lyrics




I remember there was mist ...
swirling mist upon a vast, glassy lake ...

There were candles all around,
and on the lake there was a boat,
and in the boat there was a man ...

Who was that shape in the shadows?
Whose is the face in the mask?

D*** you!
You little prying
Pandora!
You little demon - is this what you wanted to see?

Curse you!
You little lying Delilah!
You little viper - now you cannot ever be free!

D*** you ...
Curse you ...

Stranger than you dreamt it -
can you even dare to look or bear to
think of me:
this loathsome gargoyle, who
burns in bell, but secretly yearns for heaven,
secretly ...
secretly ...

But, Christine ...

Fear can
Turn to love - you'll learn to see,
to find the man behind the monster: this ...
repulsive carcass, who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty,
secretly ...
secretly ...

Oh, Christine ...

Come we must return -
those two fools who run my theatre will be missing you.
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I remember there was mist ...
swirling mist upon a vast, glassy lake ...

There were candles all around,
and on the lake there was a boat,
and in the boat there was a man ...

Who was that shape in the shadows?
Whose is the face in the mask?

D*** you!
You little prying
Pandora!
You little demon - is this what you wanted to see?

Curse you!
You little lying Delilah!
You little viper - now you cannot ever be free!

D*** you ...
Curse you ...

Stranger than you dreamt it -
can you even dare to look or bear to
think of me:
this loathsome gargoyle, who
burns in bell, but secretly yearns for heaven,
secretly ...
secretly ...

But, Christine ...

Fear can
Turn to love - you'll learn to see,
to find the man behind the monster: this ...
repulsive carcass, who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty,
secretly ...
secretly ...

Oh, Christine ...

Come we must return -
those two fools who run my theatre will be missing you.
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