Think Too Much (b) Songtext
von Paul Simon

The smartest people in the world
Had gathered in Los Angeles
To analyze our love affair
And finally unscramble us

And they 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 labour
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

Maybe I think too much
Maybe I think too much
Maybe I think too much
Maybe I think too much