On Ultimate Things - Kirsty Hawkshaw

A dream cannot be shared 
Contradiction holds on tightly 
He won't give the facts away 
Like the brightest shooting star 
Can't give the dark the light of day 
Situation decides 
It won't always hold you tightly 
Situation decides 
Still your mind 
Is beyond your reach 
My love 
As a child has no plans to grow 
Foolish forcasts self indulgence 
No future only fairground rides 
Fear of pain desire for pleasure 
Situation decides 
It won't always hold you tightly 
Situation decides 
You always seem to drive me 
Back inside myself 
Our dreams 
Should not be shared 
Fantasies are only temporary 
The facts never clash 
It surrounds me 
Like loves subtle protection 
But I can still hear 
The war next door 
Back inside myself