I dreamed a dream in times 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
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'll 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 now from what it seemed
Now life has killed
The dream I dreamed.