Why Do We Want (What We Know We Can’t Have) Reba McEntire

[Verse 1]
Some come for the music
Some for romance
You've got to be with the boy that brought you to the dance
Then across the room comes a casual glance
And you be making some dime even half the chance

[Verse 2]
Now some like to look
And some like to touch
All the things that they can't have
Way too much
Some like to get real close to the flame
Once you feel the heat
You know they're never the same

[Chorus]
Why do we want
What we know we can't have?
Why don't we want
What's in the palm of our hands?
Why are we always looking
At what's just out of our grasp?
Why do we want
What we know we can't have?