I dreamed a dream in time gone byWhen hope was high and life worth livingI dreamed that love would never dieI dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraidAnd dreams were made and used and wastedThere was no ransom to be paidNo song unsung, no wine untasted
But the tigers come at nightWith their voices soft as thunderAs they tear your hopes apartAnd they turn your dream to shame
Still I dream he'd come to meThat we would live the years togetherBut there are dreams that cannot beAnd there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would beSo different from this hell I'm livingSo different now from what it seemedNow life has killed the dream I dreamed

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