Too Many Women
Too many women in this big black room

Too many people with the same perfume

Too many women but not enough of you

Too many prisoners in this sinking ship

Too many ribbons at your fingertips

Too many reasons for me to be blue

But not enough of you

Not enough of you

But I will wait for you to figure it out

Soon you'll be chasing me through the out door onto the street

I will be kneeling on the ground
Thanking my lucky scars you've found me

My lucky scars you've finally tripped over me

Too many spiders on your windowpane

Too many creatures with the same Christian name

Too many Betty's and too many Sue's

But not enough of you

Not enough of you

But I will wait for you to figure it out

Soon you'll be chasing me through the out door

Onto the street

I will be kneeling on the ground

Thanking my lucky scars you've found me

My lucky scars you've finally tripped over me
Is it possible to be listening long enough to forget I am alive

Is it possible for me to be giving more of myself than I actually have

Is it possible for me to be listening long enough to forget I'm not alone

Is it possible to be giving more of myself than I actually have

Too many women in this big black room

Too many people with the same perfume

Too many women but not enough of you, of you

Not enough of you, not enough of you