I’ve got too much on my mind
What’s a man to do
My candle’s slowly burning
And the wick feels like a fuse
My laundry list of chores reads like a CVS receipt
And I’m praying this guitar will make ends meet
I’ve got too much on my mind
I’ve got too much on my mind
And if that weren’t enough
My lady loves me madly
More than any woman should
I promise her the planet but I got no silver spoon
I hope she digs a motel honeymoon
I’ve got too much on my mind
I’ve got too much on my mind
I’ve got too much on my mind
I’ve got too much on my mind
Fogging up the glass where the light is meant to shine
Concealing that sweet feeling, what it means to be alive
If only crystal balls could take possession of my eyes
Then maybe I’d be alright
Or maybe I’ve got too much on my mind
I’m writing songs again
Words from my own head
And I’m singing them for you
These are gonna be some of the best years of my life
So what’s the point of worrying all the time
Gotta hit the lows to reach the highs, yeah
I’ve got too much on my mind
I’ve got too much on my mind
I’ve got too much on my mind, yeah
I’ve got too much on my mind
Take it
Too much, too much, too much yeah
I’ve got
Too much
On my
Own damn
Mind