The smartest people in the world   Had gathered in Los Angeles   To analyze our love affair   And possibly unscramble us   And we sat among our photographs   Examined every one   And in the end we compromised   And met the morning sun   Maybe I think too much   Maybe I think too much   Maybe I think too much   Maybe I think too much   They say the left side of the brain   Dominates the right   And the right side has to labor   Through the long and speechless night   And in the night   My father came to me   And held me to his chest   He said there's not much more that you can do   Go on and get some rest   And I said yeah   Maybe I think too much   Maybe I think too much   Maybe I think too much   Maybe I think too much