there was a time when people were kind
when their voices were soft, their words inviting
there was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
and the song was exciting
there was a time
then it all went wrong
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 afraid
and dreams were made and used and wasted
there was no ransom to be paid
no song unsung no wine wasted
but tigers come at night
and they turn your dream to shame
she filled my days with endless wonder
she took my childhood by their stride
but they were gone when autumn came
and I still dream she'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 from what it seems
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