There was a time when men were kind
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When their voices were soft
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And their words (were) inviting
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There was a time when love was blind
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And the world was a song
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And the song was exciting
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There was a time
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Then it all went wrong
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I dreamed a dream in time gone by
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When hope was high and life worth living
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I dreamed that love would never die
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I dreamed that God would be forgiving
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Then I was young and unafraid
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And dreams were made and used and wasted
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There was no ransom to be paid
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No song unsung, no wine untasted
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But the tigers come at night
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With their voices soft as thunder
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As they tear your hope apart
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And they turn your dream to shame
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He slept a summer by my side
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He filled my days with endless wonder
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He took my childhood in his stride
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But he was gone when autumn came
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And still I dream he'll come to me
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That we will live the years together
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But there are dreams that cannot be
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And there are storms we cannot weather
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I had a dream my life would be so different from this hell I'm living
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So different now from what it seemed
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Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
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