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 waking 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 
the new born hope unjaded 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 
and 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 
the newborn hope unjaded 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 
the new born hope unjaded by their years...