All I want...
All I want,
Is to have you hug my shoulders,
and to tell me,
that it's all right,
even though I know you're lying.
I don't mind.

All I need...
All I need,
Is to feel your warmth beside me
have you whisper,
words of comfort,
even though it's all illusion.
I don't mind.

CHORUS
In the scheme of things,
Reality, is just as much ephemeral
As all the fading, failing, dreams
Which I have wrapped myself around or even
Chased to find a better way to feel.
And in the end it seems,
Security, is just as much a function of
My little grasping, hoping, heart
And its ability to take refuge in
The safety of a love that might be real.

All there is...
All there is,
Is the poetry and passion
which we cling to,
for the moment,
even though the moment's fleeting
I don't mind.