I've Sung One Too Many Songs... Lyrics

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