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 
When dreams were made and used, 
And wasted 
There was no ransom to be paid 
No song unsung, 
No wine untasted. 

But the [bad word] at night 
With their voices soft as thunder 
As they tear your hopes apart 
As they turn your dreams to shame. 

And still I dream [bad word] to me 
And we will live our lives 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 [bad word] I'm living 
So different now from what it seems 
Now life has killed 
The dream I dreamed