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 forgivingThen I was young and unafraid
When dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be payed
No song unsung, no wine untastedBut the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dreams to shameAnd still I dreamed he'd come to me
And we would live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weatherI 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
Composição: Herbert Kretzmer / Claude-Michel Schönberg / Alain Albert Boublil / Jean-Marc Natel.
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