Where Do We Draw the Line

On your palm an endless wonder Lines that speak the truth without a sound In your eyes awaits the tireless hunger Already looks for prey to run down 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 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 becomes 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 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 Whatever 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