Too Much Love

TOO MUCH LOVE - Written by Carroll Bryant

And she walked on down to the river

And she washed away her sins

And in the moment that was now or never

She let the new begin again 

And she taught herself a lesson

And then she blessed it with her hands 

And then she left without a reason to wonder

She let the end begin again 

Too much love is not enough love

Too much love is just not enough

Like the fatal rush of a tender touch

Too much love is just not enough 

And she held onto her passion

And then she carved her thoughts in the sky

And in the hopes of keeping all of her secrets 

She let her dreams become her bride

And then she told herself not to worry

And then she sang herself a song

And then she grabbed the next bus and left in a hurry

She reentered where she didn't belong

Too much love is not enough love

Too much love is just not enough

Like the fatal rush of a tender touch

Too much love is just not enough 

Why do you think that the stillness and the breeze

Never meet?

Why do you think that no one believes?

Only in the time when it's time to leave

Will I leave

And she walks on down to the river

And then she cries herself back to sleep

And only in peace does she seem to fall to pieces 

Scream and I will leave

Too much love is not enough love

Too much love is just not enough

Like the fatal rush of a tender touch

Too much love is just not enough 

Why do you think that the stillness and the breeze

Never meet?

Why do you think that no one believes?

Only in the time when it's time to leave

Will I leave

Too much love is not enough love

Too much love is just not enough

Like the fatal rush of a tender touch

Too much love is just not enough