This loving, lusting longing
seeks no limit or boundary
But i know the admission
Oh, i've seen the fee
It's too much YOU
And too much ME
Sweet infant unbegotten
I would love you all the way
But each and every minute?
Of every single day?
It's too much YOU
And too much ME
There is no village
There are no helping hands
Two parents ain't enough
to mold a woman or a man
And cherishing a lover
should be light as a feather
We weight our wings with chains
We choke on our own tether
The price to be paid
just for getting laid
Would leave anyone sane
a-quiver and afraid
Too much YOU
Too much ME
Lonely WE
Let us free
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