I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high and life worth living

I dreamed that love would never die
I prayed 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 hopes apart
And they turn your dream to shame

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 now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed