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 Hmm, 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