sábado, 4 de diciembre de 2010

i dreamed

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
And 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 turn your hope apart
As they turn your dreams to shame


And still I dream he’d 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 the hell I’m living
So different now from what it seemed
 

Now life has killed the dream I dreamed

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