The Angel - Joan Baez

I dreamed a dream!

What can it mean?

And that I was a maiden Queen

Guarded by an Angel mild

Witless woe was ne’er beguiled

And I wept both night and day

And he wiped my tears away

And I wept both day and night

And hid from him my heart’s delight

So he took his wings, and fled

Then the morn blushed rosy red

I dried my tears, and armed my fears

With ten-thousand shields and spears

Soon my Angel came again

I was armed, he came in vain

For the time of youth was fled

And gray hairs were on my head