giovedì 6 novembre 2014


I dreamed a dream in time gone by 
When hope was high 
And life worth living 
I dreamed that love would never die...

But the tigers come at night 
With their voices soft as thunder 
As they tear your hope apart 
And they turn your dream to shame 

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 now from what it seemed 
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.

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