Think of Me (From "The Phantom of the Opera" Motion Picture)

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 He's here, the Phantom of the Opera Signora, are you all right? 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 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 20 thousand francs a month 20 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, Andre 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 Andre, 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 seasons, so do we But please promise me that sometimes You will think- Ah-ah-ah, ah, ah, ah, aah Ah-ah-ah, ah, ah, ah, aah Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Aah-aah, ah-ah-aah Ah-aah-of me!