I want It All

Hard times, they know me

I stood up just to fall

But all of that is below me

Won’t matter anymore

When you give it to me

I want it all

All that worry that you have been holding

I’ll come and wash it all away

If I’m a fool for wanting you

There’s nothing else to say

But I’m a fool. I’m a fool. I’m a fool.

I want it all.

There’s a glove for every hand

And there’s a place for every tool

There’s a woman for every man

And there’s a home for every fool

So welcome home. I’m your fool.

And I want it all.