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 un-afraid,
When dreams was high and used and wasted,
There was no ransom to be paid,
No song un-sung, no wine un-tasted.
But the tigers come at night,
But the tigers come at night,
With their voices soft as thunder,
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh,
As they tear your hopes apart,
As they tear your hopes apart,
As they turn your dreams 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 can-not be,
And there are storms we can-not weather
I had a dream my life would be,
So different now from what it seemed,
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
I love Andrew Lloyd Webber and Les Mis but seriously get the musical and artist correct. Alex is completely correct. Thank you for stating that Alex.