VALJEAN
What have I done?
Sweet Jesus, what have I done?

Become a thief in the night
Become a dog on the run
Have I fallen so far

And is the hour so late
That nothing remains but the cry of my hate
The cries in the dark that nobody hears

Here where I stand at the turning of the years?

If there's another way to go

I missed it twenty long years ago
My life was a war that could never be won
They gave me a number and they murdered Valjean

When they chained me and left me for dead
Just for stealing a mouthful of bread


Yet why did I allow that man
To touch my soul and teach me love?
He treated me like any other

He gave me his trust
He called me brother


My life he claims for God above
Can such things be?
For I had come to hate the world

This world that always hated me

Take an eye for an eye!

Turn your heart into stone!
This is all I have lived for!
This is all I have known!


One word from him and I'd be back
Beneath the lash, upon the rack

Instead he offers me my freedom,
I feel my shame inside me like a knife


He told me that I have a soul,
How does he know?
What spirit comes to move my life?

Is there another way to go?

I am reaching, but I fall

And the night is closing in
And I stare into the void
To the whirlpool of my sin


I'll escape now from the world
From the world of Jean Valjean

Jean Valjean is nothing now
Another story must begin!