i want it all

what is happiness without tears but pure hate? 

what is joy without woe but a life with no fate?

what is life without death but an endless abode?

what are highs without lows but a straight road?

so give me your love, but give me your pain, too.

give me your heart, but give me your brain, too.

give me all that is you and all that isn’t

because i want it all

and this goes without saying

that life is just another bridge we cross,

another door we pass,

just another strange, blurry reflection in the glass

but i want it all

i want to live and i want to die

i want to sing and i want to cry

i want to dance and then fall

and then maybe i’ll get up

i want to go on and live, but i don’t want a perfect life

or a carefree life, i want a good life

and if good can’t be good without some bad, then give me the bad

because bad doesn’t hold anything against me

and maybe i’ll find love, one day

and maybe i won’t

and maybe i’ll leave on a bed surrounded by friends

and maybe i won’t

but when i do leave i want to be able to say

“i lived”

“i lived it all”