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Vacation Fantasy
Vacation fantasy take me to
where I want to be.
Not the beach, or a house by the sea.
Where angels sing in harmony.
Where I long to be vacation
fantasy.
In my vacation fantasy Paris is my home.
Nowhere else will I ever roam.
An opera house where dancers
twirl and divas sing,
Appear in my vacation fantasy.
A man in a mask in my dreams to me sings.
He is an angel
without the wings.
To his home on an underground lake he brings me.
An opera ghost is part of my vacation fantasy.
To
never know love is to let your heart die.
In my fantasy with him my heart does fly.
A man who never knew love with me
belongs.
Vacation fantasy, I'm finally home.
THE PHANTOM'S ROSE
Angel of music, I cry at night.
Angel of sorrow, hidden from man's sight.
Will this
angel ever know true love do you suppose?
The Phantom's only friend, a single red rose.
He listens to her sing,
the woman he loves.
She is his angel sent from heaven above.
He sends her a rose with a velvet ribbon of black.
Hoping
his true love will win her heart back.
A mask hides a face that no one will love.
But his voice is a wonder no one
has heard of.
No one would listen, the angel of music sings.
His music of the night to the world he wishes to bring.
As
she walks out of his life with the man she loves.
His heart breaks once more as she returns to the world above.
As the
Phantom's rose is crushed and torn apart.
A lonely man's spirit dies of a broken heart.
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