Paroles: The Quarter After. Too Much To Think About.

Everywhere I go I see your face
looking through your eyes I found my place
the day you came you set the scene for me
you fill my head with colors when I dream

to much to think about
to much to think about

all the pretty pictures in their frames
call to me with words that speak your name
I feel a new sensation happening
you fill me up with all the things I could be

to much to think about
to much to think about

When I turn you on you light my way
fly me high above in your jet plane
the warmth I feel inside always remains
you somehow free my mind
I can't explain

to much to think about
to much to think about
to much to think about
to much to think about