Our Song

I'm lying in my bed, all alone Called you once again, no one is home It's raining outside, on Saturday night Turning out the light, again I tried My friends say I'm too good, too good for you And maybe that is true, well I don't care What do they all know, they got it all wrong This is so unfair, they're playing our song Nobody gets too much heaven no more It's much harder to come by I'm waiting in line Nobody gets too much love anymore It's as high as a mountain And harder to climb Something's going on, what is wrong I want you to be here, why won't you come And spend some time with me, can't you see Have we come undone Is this the end of our song Nobody gets too much heaven no more It's much harder to come by I'm waiting in line Nobody gets too much love anymore It's as high as a mountain And harder to climb Nobody gets too much heaven no more It's much harder to come by I'm waiting in line Nobody gets too much love anymore It's as high as a mountain And harder to climb [BRIDGE] How do I deal With how I feel How to reveal Oooh... what is real love As another day fades away So I say Nobody gets too much heaven no more It's much harder to come by I'm waiting in line Nobody gets too much love anymore It's as high as a mountain And harder to climb Nobody gets too much heaven no more It's much harder to come by I'm waiting in line Nobody gets too much love anymore It's as high as a mountain And harder to climb