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If I was a different man, if I had blood in my eyes
I could have read of your heart, I could have read of your mind
But now I'm lonely as that, I put up a fight
So pick up your battering ram, love, I want to see it
There's too much riding on that
There's too much, too much, too much love
There's too much riding on that anyway
Maybe I talk too fast, maybe I talk too much
Give me the sensitive laugh, or give me the sensitive touch
Even if I could have kissed, even if I could be the blind
I'm so sorry I tried, love, I want to see it
There's too much riding on that
There's too much, too much, too much love
There's too much riding on that anyway
I could have read of your heart, I could have read of your mind
But now I'm lonely as that, I put up a fight
So pick up your battering ram, love, I want to see it
There's too much riding on that
There's too much, too much, too much love
There's too much riding on that anyway
Maybe I talk too fast, maybe I talk too much
Give me the sensitive laugh, or give me the sensitive touch
Even if I could have kissed, even if I could be the blind
I'm so sorry I tried, love, I want to see it
There's too much riding on that
There's too much, too much, too much love
There's too much riding on that anyway
Lyrics submitted by kitaristi0
Track duration: 06:46
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He's saying that he could have (metaphorically) read of love and life and the object(s) of his affection, but instead he took action to gain real experience and live his life. It ties into the idea of the futility of words and that one should actively control the direction of their life instead of fantasizing about poetic ideals.
Take it for what you will.