Out in the garden
There´s half of a heaven,
And we´re only bluffing.
We´re not ones for busting through walls,

But they´ve told us
Unless we can prove
That we´re doing it,
We can´t have it all.
(Not anyone at all) *

He´s gonna wangle
A way to get out of it.
She´s an excuse
And a witness who´ll talk when he´s called.

But they´ve told us
Unless we can prove
That we´re doing it,
We can´t have it all.
(Not anyone at all) *
(Not anyone at all) *

We can´t have it all.
(Not anyone at all) *

"I caught a glimpse of a god, all shining and bright."

Suddenly my feet are feet of mud.
It all goes slo-mo.
I don´t know why I´m crying.
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not ´til I´m ready for you, *
Not ´til I´m ready for you hoo hoo-oo-oo *
Can I have it all.

I try to get nearer,
But as it gets clearer
There´s something appears in the way,
It´s a plank in me eye,

With a camel
Who´s trying to get through it,
Am I doing it?
Can I have it all now?
(Not anyone at all) *

I pull out the plank and say
"Thank ye for yanking me back *
To the fact that there´s
Always something to distract."

But sometimes it´s hard
To know if I´m doing it right.
Can I have it all now? *
(Not anyone at all) *

Can I have it all now?
(Not anyone at all) *

Can I have it all?
(Not anyone at all) *
I can´t have it all. *

"We all have a dream...maybe."

Suddenly my feet are feet of mud.
It all goes slo-mo.
I don´t know why I´m crying.
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not ´til I´m ready for you,
Not ´til I´m ready for you hoo hoo-oo-oo
Can I have it all.

I won´t open boxes
That I am told not to.
I´m not a Pandora.
I´m much more a like a *

That girl in the mirror.
Between you and me
She don´t stand a chance of getting anywhere at all.
(Not anyone at all) *
Not anywhere at all
(Not anyone at all) *
No, not a thing.
(Not anyone at all) *
She can´t have it all.

"Mother, where are the angels? I´m scared of the changes."

Suddenly my feet are feet of mud.
It all goes slo-mo.
I don´t know why I´m crying.

Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not ´til I´m ready for you, *
Not ´til I´m ready for you *
Suddenly my feet are feet of mud,
It all goes slo-mo.
I don´t know why I´m crying.
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not ´til I´m ready for you, *
Not ´til I´m ready for you hoo hoo-oo-oo *
Can I have it all? *