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
Too many women in this big black room
Too many people with the same perfume
Too many women but not enough of you, of you
Not enough of you, not enough of you
