I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hopes were 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
When dreams were made and used ... and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid,
No song unsung, no wine untested.

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 strid
But his was gone with autumn came.

And still I dreamed he'll 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 different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.