Barna in white Married the night What dreams become concrete They may feel trite Makes a dull mind ♪ Well, I'll give it all to you for a while, that's fine A speck in the oxbow, depressing by design If I go along with it, am I lying to you? Watching from a distance Whispering close about anything else But, it's not that far, I want it all I want it all, I want it all All I want it all, I want it all I want it all, I want it all All I want it all, I want it all I want it all, I want it all All