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 My 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 dreams to shame She slept the summer by my side She filled my days with endless wonder She took my childhood in her stride But she was gone when autumn came 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
