I think these hands have felt a lot,

I don't know, what have I touched,

I think these eyes have seen a lot,

I don't know, maybe they've seen too much.



I think this brain has thought a lot,

Searching, trying to find the crutch,

I think this heart has bled once too often,

This time it's bled a bit too much.



Too much of anything, too much for me,

Too much of everything gets too much for me.



I can't remember before '49,

But I know that '48 was there,

My ears let in what I should speak out,

Hmmm, there's something in the air.



Ooh, I've overloaded on my way,

Bye, bye, bye, bye, you better keep in touch.

Think your ears hear a whole lot of music,

And like me they've caught a bit too much.



Too much of anything, is too much for me,

Too much of everything gets too much for me.



I think these hands have felt a lot,

I don't know, what have I touched,

I think these eyes have seen a lot,

I don't know, maybe they've seen too much.



I think this brain has thought a lot,

Oh, searching, trying to find the crutch,

I think these ears hear a whole lot of music,

And like me they've heard a bit too much.



Too much of anything, is too much for me,

Too much of everything gets too much for me.