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