Wait

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 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...

Sarah McLachlan