Why Have You Brought Me Here Raoul Ive Been There

RAOUL: Why have you brought me here? We must return! CHRISTINE: His eyes will find us there, those eyes that burn! And if he has to kill a thousand men- The phantom of the opera will kill and kill again! (Change to ) My god who is this man, who hunts to kill? I can't escape from him, I never will! BOTH: And in this labyrinth, where night is blind- The phaaaaaaaaaantom of the opera is here/there inside my/your mind! RAOUL: There is no phantom of the opera! CHRISTINE: Raoul, I've been there! To his world of unending night! To a world where the daylight dissolves into darkness… Darkness… Raoul, I've seen him! Can I ever forget that sight? Can I ever escape from that face? So distorted, deformed, It was hardly a face, in that darkness... Darkness... Yet his voice filed my spirit with a strange sweet sound, In that night, there was music in my mind. And through music, my soul began to soar! And I heard as I'd never heard before- ( RAOUL: What you heard was a dream and nothing more.) CHRISTINE: Yet in his eyes, all the sadness of the world, Those pleading eyes, that both threaten and adore.