My Own
Carriere:
Erik you are my son Do you know you're my son? You became my whole life When your life was begun Do you know that the man Who protected you always Has been your father
Phantom:
Yes, I know I'm your son And I more than surmise I have known for some years That my eyes are your eyes And I've wondered how long It would take you To tell me it's true.
Carriere:
Now that you know, I must tell you I'm grateful for you.
Phantom:
No, it is I who am grateful to you, My father.
Both:
For the music alone, It's been worth all the pain And a life of perpetual Darkness and rain
Carriere:
For inside you the light of the soul Of your mother has shone Erik you are my son, and my boy, And my life, and my own.
Phantom:
And...what did you think of it
Carriere:
Think of what?
Phantom:
Your infant's face.
Carriere:
Ah. It...could have been better.
Phantom:
Remember the day I looked down into the water
Carriere:
Yes.
Phantom:
I thought I had seen a sea monster.
Carriere:
I remember.
Phantom:
I had...that's the irony. And then, for a while, I thought I was only dreaming.
Carriere:
I went through that phase, too.
Phantom:
Not a good face for a tenor, I remember thinking.
Carriere:
Not even for a baritone.
Phantom:
No...it is a good voice, isn't it
Carriere:
Very good. You would have had a fine career
Phantom:
Will you bury me deep I must never be found When at last I find sleep And I'm cold in the ground
Carriere:
Yes, I promise I'll never allow you To be on display Erik, you are my son.
Phantom:
I have known all along.
Carriere:
And the light of my life
Phantom:
I have known all along
Carriere:
Erik, you are my son, and my boy And my love, and my own
Carriere:
Erik you are my son Do you know you're my son? You became my whole life When your life was begun Do you know that the man Who protected you always Has been your father
Phantom:
Yes, I know I'm your son And I more than surmise I have known for some years That my eyes are your eyes And I've wondered how long It would take you To tell me it's true.
Carriere:
Now that you know, I must tell you I'm grateful for you.
Phantom:
No, it is I who am grateful to you, My father.
Both:
For the music alone, It's been worth all the pain And a life of perpetual Darkness and rain
Carriere:
For inside you the light of the soul Of your mother has shone Erik you are my son, and my boy, And my life, and my own.
Phantom:
And...what did you think of it
Carriere:
Think of what?
Phantom:
Your infant's face.
Carriere:
Ah. It...could have been better.
Phantom:
Remember the day I looked down into the water
Carriere:
Yes.
Phantom:
I thought I had seen a sea monster.
Carriere:
I remember.
Phantom:
I had...that's the irony. And then, for a while, I thought I was only dreaming.
Carriere:
I went through that phase, too.
Phantom:
Not a good face for a tenor, I remember thinking.
Carriere:
Not even for a baritone.
Phantom:
No...it is a good voice, isn't it
Carriere:
Very good. You would have had a fine career
Phantom:
Will you bury me deep I must never be found When at last I find sleep And I'm cold in the ground
Carriere:
Yes, I promise I'll never allow you To be on display Erik, you are my son.
Phantom:
I have known all along.
Carriere:
And the light of my life
Phantom:
I have known all along
Carriere:
Erik, you are my son, and my boy And my love, and my own
