My first song fic. It started out as a one-shot, but this song started playing on itunes and i added the lyrics. It's I Dreamed a Dream from Les Miserables.
Joss Whedon owns Buffy not me. I DREAMED A DREAM
There was a time when men were kind,
And 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...
She felt it. She new Spike was alive before Andrew said anything. But somehow she new Spike was alive. She loved Angel, sure, but Spike was more than just her high school boyfriend.
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.
She could always sense what he was feeling. Even when they were enemies they had that connection. She never had that with Angel. Despite what she said she could never really trust Angel. When Angel lost his soul he wanted to kill Buffy. When Spike was soulless he loved Buffy. She new she could always trust him.
There was no ransom to be paid,
No song unsung, no wine, untasted
After the battle with The First was over she figured her and Spike could be happy together. That's what she hoped. She wanted to tell him so many times how much she loved him.
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.
Then he died. He saved the world for her and everyone else, but really to him there was no one else.He came back and she felt something. She never said anything. Never asked Angel. She hoped Spike would come for her.
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.
She felt it when he was in Rome. She felt him watching her, but then he left.
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!
Now she lays in her bed alseep. She sat up quickly and looked around the room. Her heart fell. Her stomach turned. He was gone again. She looked at her calender. May 19th. She didn't cry. She just dreamed about him. That's all she had left now. Dreams of him.
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...