Lyrics:

Think of me, think of me fondly, when we've said goodbye
Remember me once in a while, please promise me you'll try
When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free


Oh my god, Signora!


Lift it up! Lift it up!

He's here, the Phantom of the Opera

Signora, are you alright?
Buquet! For God's sake, man, what's going on up there?

Please, monsieur, don't look at me
As God's my judge, I wasn't at my post
Please, monsieur, there's no one there
Or if there is... well then it must be a ghost


Signora, these things do happen

For the past three years these things do happen
And did you stop them from happening? No!
And you two, you are as bad as him
'These things do happen!' Ugh, until you stop these things from happening, this thing does not happen!
Ubaldo, andiamo!
Bring my doggy and my boxy!

Amateurs

Bye-bye! Ciao!

Gentlemen, good luck
If you need me, I shall be in Australia

I have a message, sir, from the Opera Ghost

Oh, God in heaven, you're all obsessed!

He welcomes you to his opera house

His opera house?

And commands that you continue to leave Box Five empty for his use
And reminds you that his salary is due

His salary?

Well, Monsieur Lefèvre used to give him twenty thousand francs a month

Twenty thousand francs?

Perhaps you can afford more, with the Vicomte as your patron?

Madame, I had hoped to make that announcement public tonight when the Vicomte was to join us for the gala
But obviously, we shall now have to cancel, as it appears we have lost our star!
A full house, André! We shall have to refund a full house!

Christine Daaé could sing it, sir

What, a chorus girl?

Let her sing for you, monsieur, she has been well taught

André, this is doing nothing for my nerves

Well, she's very pretty

Think of me, think of me fondly, when we've said goodbye
Remember me once in a while, please, promise me you'll try
When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free
If you ever find a moment, spare a thought for me
We never said our love was evergreen or as unchanging as the sea
But if you can still remember, stop and think of me
Think of all the things we've shared and seen
Don't think about the way things might have been
Think of me, think of me waking silent and resigned
Imagine me trying too hard to put you from my mind
Recall those days, look back on all those times
Think of the things we'll never do
There will never be a day when I won't think of you

Can it be? Can it be Christine?

Bravo!

Long ago, it seems so long ago
How young and innocent we were
She may not remember me
But I remember her

Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade
They have their season, so do we
But please promise me that sometimes you will think


Of me