Under a blackened sky

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 wakin' hour

So close I could feel your breath

When all we wanted was the dream to have and to hold

That precious little thing

Like every generation yields

A newborn hope un-jaded by their years

Pressed up against the glass

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

In that light of forbidden joy

Oh, I know I won't receive it

When all we wanted was the dream to have and to hold

That precious little thing

Like every generation yields

A newborn hope un-jaded by their years

You know if I leave you now

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

When all we wanted was the dream to have and to hold

That precious little thing

Like every generation yields

A newborn hope un-jaded by their years