[Fantine is left alone, unemployed and destitute]      [FANTINE]   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.