P.O.D. want it all

My head is in the clouds
Just another face in crowd
So here I go again
Chasing the wind
My heart is split in two
One side at ease
The other's so confused
Why, why do I want it all
Why, why do I want it all
My eyes are on the prize
My nature hears the lie
I came into this with nothing
Empty-handed I won't leave this
Virtue with pleasure is such an increase
Why, why do I want it all
Why, why do I want it all
Why, why do I want it all
Why, why do I want it all