I dreamed a dream in time gone byWhen hopes were high and life worth living,I dreamed that love would never dieI 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 payed,No song unsung, no wine untasted.
But the tigers come at night,With their voices soft as thunder,As they tear your hope apartAs they turn your dreams to shame
And still I dreamed she'll come to meThat we will live the years together,But 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 dreamI dreamed.