I dreamed a dream in time
gone by * When hope was high,
And life worth living * I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.
Then I was young and unafraid * When dreams were made and used, And wasted
There was no ransom to be paid * No song unsung, No wine untasted.
But the tigers come at night * With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hopes apart * As they turn your dreams to shame.
And still I dream he'll come to me * And we will live our lives together
But there are dreams that cannot be * And there are storms We cannot
weather...
I had a dream my life would be * So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seems