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