Out in the garden is half of a heaven
We're only bluffing, what not, what's for best?
And through walls what they told us
Unless we can prove that we're doing it
We can't have it all

He's gonna wangle a way to get out of
And she's an excuse and a wit that's on top on
And he's gone what they 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, don't feet of mine
It all goes slow-mo
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not 'til I am really for you
Not 'til I am really for you
Can I have it all?

It tried to get nearer but as it gets clearer
There's something, there are bee's in the way, it's a plank in me
I with a camera who's trying to get through it
Am I doing it, can I have it all now?

I pull up the plank and say, "thank you for yanking me"
Back to the fact that there's something to distract
Sometimes it's hard to know
If I'm doing it right, can I have it all now?
Can I have it all now?
Can I have it all?
I can't have it all

Suddenly my feet, don't feet of mine
It all goes slow-mo
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not 'til I am really for you
Not 'til I am really for you
Can I have it all?

I won't open boxes that I am told not to
Or not open door or much better record
A girl in the mirror between you and me
She knows sending it, it's not getting anywhere at all
Not anywhere at all, no not a thing
She can't have it all

Suddenly my feet, don't feet of mine
It all goes slow-mo
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not 'til I am really for you
Not 'til I am really for you

Suddenly my feet, don't feet of mine
It all goes slow-mo
I don't know why I'm crying
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not 'til I am really for you
Not 'til I am really for you
Can I have it all now?

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Writer(s): KATE BUSH