Tina Dickow Too Much
Such confidence To think that you can make me happy Such courage To dare to even try Such rare determination To always do your best to hide The despair in your eyes
It's too much My love is suffocating in your clutch Because it's too much It's too much The lips that used to tremble at your touch Have had too much
Such ignorance To think that I could run from my doubts I'm so stupid To think I'm in control Such childish impatience To tell myself I'm ready When I know that I'm not
It's too much My love is suffocating in your clutch Because it's too much It's too much The lips that used to tremble at your touch Have had too much
It's a fine line Between your heart and mine All these empty words we hide behind It's a fine line Between almost and enough We cross the line to see what we're made of
It's too much My love is suffocating in your clutch Because it's too much It's too much The lips that used to tremble at your touch Have had too much
