I dreamed I met a Galilean;
A most amazing man.
He had that look you very rarely find:
The haunting, hunted kind.
I asked him to say what had happened,
How it all began.
I asked again, he never said a word.
As if he hadn't heard.
And next, the room was full of wild and angry men.
They seemed to hate this man.
They fell on him, and then
Then I saw thousands of millions
Crying for this man.
And then I heard them mentioning my name,
And leaving me the blame.
ANDREW LLOYD WEBBER, TIM RICE, STEVE BALSAMO PILATE'S DREAM lyrics are property and copyright of their owners and are provided for educational purposes and personal use only.