All I Want

Is it cruel or is it kind?

Way we choose to speak our minds

In the morning light, cold at night

Every second, every day

The simple answer slips away

Still dancing on divided lines, all in one

Still staring into distant eyes

Still searching for the unknown facts

Still dancing over broken glass

All I want and all I need

All I want and for all to see

All in one and all for me

All or none, and nothing in between

Locked inside a memory

Locked inside, like a queen

It's so tight, all that is black

It's not coming, it's not coming back

Still turning back the clocks

Still feeling the aftershocks

Still turning back the clocks

Still feeling the aftershocks