Il testo della I've sung one too many songs...

She walks through my mind
She strolls through my moods
And we're wasting time in the coming, going
Losing time in the coming, going

I will hold, hold your hand
In the air, in the air
A tune drifts through my mind
A tune that isn't my kind

I hear a voice and it's speaking to me
I hear a voice and it's speaking to me
Oh, i have sung one too many songs
For a crowd

Oh i, i have sung one too many songs
For a crowd that didn't want to hear