Under a blackened sky
When all we wanted was the dream P
ressed up against the glass
When all we wanted was the dream
You know if I leave you now
When all we wanted was the dream
far beyond the glaring streetlights
sleeping on empty dreams
the vultures lie in wait
You lay down beside me then
you were with me every waking hour
so close I could feel your breath
to have and to hold that precious little thing
like every generation yields
the new born hope unjaded by their years
I found myself wanting sympathy
but to be consumed again
oh I know would be the death of me
and there is a love that's inherently given
a kind of blindness offered to appease
a
nd in that light of forbidden joy
oh I know I won't receive it
to have and to hold that precious little thing
like every generation yields
the newborn hope unjaded by their years
it doesn't mean that I love you any less
it's just the state I'm in
I can't be good to anyone else like this
to have and to hold that precious little thing
like every generation yields
the new born hope unjaded by their years...