Too Many Women

Too many women

In this big black room

Too many people

With the same perfume

Too many women

But not enough of you

Too many prisoners

In this sinking ship

Too many ribbons

At your fingertips

Too many reasons

For me to be blue

But not enough of you

Not enough of you

But I will wait for you

To figure it out

Soon you'll be chasing me

Through the out door

Onto the street

I will be kneeling

On the ground

Thanking my lucky scars

You've found me

My lucky scars

You've finally

Tripped over me

Too many spiders

On your windowpane

Too many creatures

With the same

Christian name

Too many Betty's

And too many Sue's

But not enough of you

Not enough of you

But I will wait for you

To figure it out

Soon you'll be chasing me

Through the out door

Onto the street

I will be kneeling

On the ground

Thanking my lucky scars

You've found me

My lucky scars

You've finally

Tripped over me

Is it possible

To be listening

Long enough

To forget I am alive

Is it possible

For me to be giving more

Of myself

Than I actually have

Is it possible for me

To be listening

Long enough

To forget I'm not alone

Is it possible

To be giving more

Of myself

Than I actually have

Of you

Not enough of you

Not enough of you