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.
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.
MY FAVE SINGING THIS!
YOU ARE READING
Being Set Free
RandomHii I realised my last book was getting quite long so I've decided to make yet ANOTHER book! ♥
