Sun Without the Heat

You want the crops without the plow You want the rain without the thunder You want the ocean without the roar of its waters Can't have the sun without the heat Nothing that I say hasn't been said before Nothing that I feel hasn't been felt before These wounds are so old These wounds are so old These wounds are so old These wounds You want the crops without the plow You want the rain without the thunder You want the ocean without the roar of its waters Can't have the sun without the heat So much waste So much waste The waste of the city In the city lights Weighing so heavy on our minds 'Cause nothing is right And there's so much wrong Only we can change ourselves The road is so long These wounds are so old These wounds are so old These wounds are so old These wounds You want the crops without the plow You want the rain without the thunder You want the ocean without the roar of its waters Can't have the sun without the heat You want the rain without the thunder You want the ocean without the roar of its waters Can't have the sun without the heat