Top Songs By Randy Graff
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Randy Graff
Performer
Ross Allen
Keyboards
Jeffrey Silverman
Keyboards
Michael Hinton
Drums
Howard Joines
Percussion
Lindsey Horner
Bass Guitar
Jacqueline Giat
Clarinet
Harriet Orenstein
French Horn
Mitchell Weiss
Clarinet
David Gale
Trumpet
Robert Zottola
Trumpet
Peter Hyde
Trumpet
John Rojack
Trombone
Brooks Tilloltson
French Horn
Jerry Peel
French Horn
Louann Montesi
Violin
Frederick Buldrini
Violin
Suzanne Ornstein
Violin
Marion Pinheiro
Violin
Katherine Cash
Violin
Mineko Yajima
Violin
Mitsue Takayama
Violin
Marti Sweet
Violin
Eugene Orloff
Violin
Ariana Bronne
Violin
Myra Segal
Violin
Jean Ingraham
Violin
Julian Barber
Viola
Harry Zaratzian
Viola
Jesse Levine
Viola
Emanuel Vardi
Viola
Clay Ruede
Cello
Batia Lieberman
Cello
Jonathan Abramowitz
Cello
Alla Goldberg
Cello
Robert Billig
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Claude-Michel Schönberg
Composer
Alain Boublil
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Claude-Michel Schönberg
Producer
Alain Boublil
Producer
Roy Hendrickson
Assistant Recording Engineer
David Hunt
Recording Engineer
Bruce Andy
Recording Engineer
Dave O'Donnell
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
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 when it all went wrong
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame
[Verse 5]
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
[Verse 6]
And still I dream he'll come to me
That we would live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
[Verse 7]
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
Written by: Alain Boublil, Claude-Michel Schönberg, Herbert Kretzmer