Too Much Talk

Sometimes I talk too much

and sometimes you don't listen at all

and I hope to God that some day you tell me to shut up

I got my own two eyes

and you've got your own two minds

and I hope to God that some day the real you will come out

There's nothing wrong about the way you feel

I guess

I just have to know

I just have to know

I just have to know

Sometimes you want to make love

and sometimes I go to sleep right away

and I hope to God that some day you make me stay awake

I got my own two eyes

and you've got your own two minds

and I hope to God that some day the real you will come out

There's nothing wrong about the way you feel

I guess

I just have to know

I just have to know

I just have to know

Sometimes I talk too much

and sometimes you don't listen at all

and I hope to God that some day you try make me shut up

There's nothing wrong about the way you feel

I guess

I just have to know

I just have to know

I just have to know