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.
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
As they turn your dream
To SHAME...
He slept a summer
By my side...
He filled my days
With endless wonder
He took my childhood
In his stride
But he was gone
When autumn came...
And still I dreamed
He'd come to me...
That we would 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 differenet now
From what it seemed...
Now life has killed the dream
I dreamed.......
Copyright: Claude-Michel Shonberg and Alain Boublil
Thursday, September 27, 2007
I Dreamed A Dream
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