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.
He's gonna wrangle a way to get out of it
She's an excuse
And a witness who'll take when he's called,
But they've told us
Unless we can prove that we're doing it
We can't have it all
We can't have it all
Suddenly my feet are feet of mud
It all goes slow-mo.
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not until I'm ready for you
Not until I'm ready for you
Can I have it all
I try to get nearer,
But as it gets clearer
There's something appear in the way
It's a plank in my eye
With a camel who's trying to get through it,
Am I doing it?
Can I have it all now?
I pull ou the plank
And say thank you 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?
Can I have it all now?
We can't have it all
Suddenly my feet are feet of mud
It all goes slow-mo.
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not until I'm ready for you
Not until I'm ready for you
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 like
That girl in the mirror,
Betwen you and me
She don't stand a chance of
Getting anywhere at all,
Not anywhere at all,
No, not a thing,
She can't have it all.
Suddenly my feet are feet of mud
It all goes slow-mo.
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not until I'm ready for you
Not until I'm ready for you
Can I have it all
Drums & Sticks - Preston Heyman
Bass - Dal Palmer
Piano - Kate Bush
Strings - Paddy Bush & Kate Bush
Mandolins - Paddy Bush
Synclavier - David Lawson
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