Too Many Troubles Songtext
von Native Harrow

Stand back, for your eyes hold me too long
And I swallow my tongue
I wasn′t made well equipped for this
I bet my own heart on the toss of a coin

Too many troubles, love done wrong
Too many troubles, love done wrong

My head is heavy as lead
And my feet bury a ten pound tread
Been running for some time
No relief I seem to find


Too many troubles, love done wrong
Too many troubles, love done wrong

Carry me home
I am winded and stoned
I am tired of being alone

Too many troubled loves I've known
Too many troubled loves I′ve outgrown

Stand back, for your eyes hold me too long
And I swallow my own tongue

Too many troubles, I have run
Too many troubles, I have run