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
Searchin' trying to find a crutch
I think this heart has bled once too often
This time, it's bled a bit too much

Too much of anything is too much for me
Too much and 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
M-m-m-m, there's something in the air
I'm overloaded on my way
Bye, bye. You better keep in touch
I think your 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 and 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, searchin', trying to find a 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 and everything gets too much for me