What have I done, sweet JesusWhat have I doneBecome a thief in the nightBecome a dog on the run
Have I fallen so farAnd is the hour so lateThat nothing remainsBut the cry of my hate
The cries in the darkThat nobody hearsHere where I standAt the turning of the years
If there's another way to goI missed it 20 long years ago
My life was a warThat could never be wonThey gave me a numberAnd they murdered Valjean
When they chained me and left me for deadJust for stealing a mouthful of bread
Yet why did I allow this manTo touch my soul and teach me loveHe treated me like any otherHe gave me his trust, he called me brother
My life he claims for God aboveCan such things beFor I had come to hate the worldThis world that always hated me
Take an eye for an eyeTurn your heart into stoneThis is all I have lived forThis is all I have known
One word from him and I'd be backBeneath the lash, upon the rackInstead he offers me my freedomI feel my shame inside me like a knife
He told me that I have a soulHow does he knowWhat spirit comes to move my lifeIs there another way to go
I am reaching, but I fallAnd the night is closing inAs I stare into the voidTo the whirlpool of my sin
I'll escape now from that worldFrom the world of Jean ValjeanJean Valjean is nothing nowAnother story must begin