Some people say nothing is lost
And some people stay counting their cost
So much that should be remembered
But then again too much
That can't be surrendered
I can't see the need you see to see the need in
Me yes no
Don't you love at all
Don't you love at all
Don't you love at all
Don't you love at all
I've been torn limb to limb
The kings I've felt beneath my skin
But try as they may, try as they may
I would not let them in
It's my passionate belief that we'll all come to grief
If we don't release the power that is story
It's my passionate belief that we all need some relief
So we're dancing with our hands up in the clouds
The tired old priest seeks help from the bottle
The nun sings the twenty's roaring it's rare
The man is the shadow, the image that he'd loved
The boy is the cloud, the clouds are looking good