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Sarah McLachlan :: Fumbling Towards Ecstasy :: Plenty

  
  
  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...