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 beforgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And 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 hope apart
And they turn your dream to shame
And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years 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 from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
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