Tenderly she lays on a pedestal I made
For beneath her I have come to watch her breath
But I must walk away, 'cause I know that when she wakes
From her dreams I'm not the one her heart will seek
What I cannot have I do not need
So I wont be goin' up to see Genivieve, Genivieve, Genivieve
Every night's the same
I walk to her iron gate
And as the train goes by I sneak inside to see
Well, maybe I'm no good at givin' up a thing I should
Set it free the one for one's so out of reach
But when the lights go out on Barboro Street
I just close my eyes and start to dream
Of Genivieve, Genivieve, Genivieve, Genivieve
Genivieve was written by Eric Bachmann.