Then what's left of me I'll give to you.
If next to me is all that you need to be,
Would you settle for fantasy if that's the best you could do?

Can I have my cake?
Can I have you to?
Would you follow me?
Could I ask you to?

Would the world between us break these ties?
We've worked so hard to realize,
Could a postcard say what I see in your eyes?
Could I ever break away?

Would I be satisified and find peace inside,
Rolling half my life over the broken white lines?

Can I have my cake?
Can I have you too?
Would you follow me?
Could I ask you to?

Will I wake up one morning,
And see your face?
And the streaks on the window
That the rain storm makes?
Could you bare all the weight?
And the strength that it takes?
Could I ever break away?
Could I ever break away?

Can I have my cake?
Can I have you too?
Would you follow me?
Could I ask you to?

Would the world between us break these ties?
We've worked so hard to realize
Could a postcard say what I see in your eyes?
Could I ever break away?
Could I ever break away?
Away?
Away