Where Do We Draw The Line

On your palm an endless wonder
The lines that speak the truth without a sound
And in your eyes awaits the tireless hunger
Already looks for prey to run down

So why do we keep up this charade
How do we tell apart the time to leave from the time to wait

What does tomorrow want from me
What does it matter what I see
If it can't be my design
Tell me where do we draw the line
Tell me where do we draw the line

The dance of flames and shadows in the street
Make poetry nobody's ever heard
The weight of loneliness stands on your feet
The cage already there around the bird

So why don't we join the masquerade
Before it falls apart before our love become insatiate

What does tomorrow want from me
What does it matter what I see
If I can't choose my own design
Tell me where do we draw the line

What does tomorrow want from me
What does it matter what I see
If we all walk behind the blind
Tell me where do we draw the line
Tell me where do we draw the line

Where's the cooling wind where's the evergreen field
Where's my mother's open arms where's my father lionheart
It's like the sun's gone down sleeps in the hallowed ground now
With the autumn's browns leaves with the one who never grieves

So why do we keep up this charade
And how do we tell apart the time to leave from the time to wait

What does tomorrow want from me
What does it matter what I see
If it can't be my design
Tell me where do we draw the line

What ever tomorrow wants from me
At least I'm here at least I'm free
Free to choose to see the sign
This is my line