There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And 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 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 tear your hope apart
And they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he'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 now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
Susan Boyle's story was one of down to earth, great inspiration and courage. Her performance moved me to tears after watching it not less than 10 times with my children. I downloaded a copy of it using youtubedownloader for keeping.
This story tells us everyone of us has our own hidden talent and it is all up to us to explore. Never judge a book from its cover.
Some responses that I gathered :
As Paige puts it: "She is a role model for everyone who has a dream."
I too was captivated by her innocense and the sense that one might have to wait for one's dreams, but that all things come to he who waits. Susan recorded Cry Me A River for a charity CD in 1999 = and ha bided her time since then. Now is her moment, but here is that recording. How did the world miss it?