If I was a different man, if I had blood in my eyes
I could have read of your heart, I could have read of your mind
But now I'm lonely as that, I put up a fight
So pick up your battering ram, love, I want to see it
There's too much riding on that
There's too much, too much, too much love
There's too much riding on that anyway
Maybe I talk too fast, maybe I talk too much
Give me the sensitive laugh, or give me the sensitive touch
Even if I could have kissed, even if I could be the blind
I'm so sorry I tried, love, I want to see it
There's too much riding on that
There's too much, too much, too much love
There's too much riding on that anyway
