MUCH TOO MUCH
Do you got an address?
Maybe I can write you instead
Cause the sound of your voice is much too much for my head
There are many things
that I would like to explain
But without the help of the distance and paper I just can't say
That's where I stand, while far on the map
A line in your hands, I like it like that
I go so crazy
just thinking about steps to take when I'm down
So you wanna know why I'm lazy?
Just thinking about steps to take when I'm down
Do you wanna confess
Baby, you made such a mess
And the sound of your voice is much too much for my head
There are many things
I wish I could take away
But without the help of the distance and paper they're gonna stay
Rattling around inside my brain
Watch what you want and figure out
Tears run down beside my mouth