hold on OPIE & wait

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 againOh I know would be the death of me
And there is a love that’s inherently givenA 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 yieldsThe new born hope unjaded by their years...