You lay your emotions on a table, a feast for us to feed upon

You push me to contribute to the fare with piecing eyes and delving words

Not enough, not enough

Too much, too much

Not enough, not enough

Too much, too much

I look in, examining my supply and extracting from my soul

And produce an apple whole and clear, you accept it with open hands and ask

Is that all you have, you have got to give?

Is that all you have, you have got to give, give, give, give?

We feast, indulging every sense until we have consumed each other

And float up above everything, blissfully entwined, your hand in mine, I feel alive

Not enough, not enough

Too much, too much

Not enough, not enough

Too much, too much

Is that all you have, you have got to give?

Is that all you have, you have got to

Letting go, leaving me exposed

I poured out my essence for you to drink and now there's

Nothing left, nothing left, nothing left

Oh yes there's nothing left, nothing left, nothing left

Oh yes there's nothing left, nothing left, nothing left

Oh there's nothing left, nothing left, oh nothing left

Not enough, not enough

Too much, too much

Not enough, not enough

Too much, too much

Is that all you have, you have got to give?

Is that all you have, you have got to give, give, give, give?