Our Song

Yeah-eh, hey
Mm, yeah
Oh
Nobody, ooh, ooh

I'm lyin' 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 try

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 playin' 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

(After tonight, you're on your own)
Something's going on, what is wrong?
I want you to be here, why don't you come
And spend some time with me? Can't you see
How 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 (waiting in line)
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It's as high as a mountain and harder to climb (harder to climb)

Nobody gets too much heaven no more (oh, ah)
It's much harder to come by (yeah), I'm waiting in line
(Yeah, yeah) nobody gets too much love anymore (ooh, ooh)
(Love anymore) it's as high as a mountain and harder to climb

How do I deal (yeah, yeah) with how I feel
How to reveal (oh), ooh, what is real love
As another day fades away?
So I say (nobody)

Nobody gets too much heaven no more (oh)
It's much harder to come by, I'm waiting in line (waiting in line)
Nobody gets too much love anymore (too much)
(Love anymore) it's as high as a mountain
And harder to climb (harder to climb)

Nobody gets too much heaven no more (nobody)
(Much heaven) it's much harder to come by, I'm waiting in line
(Waiting in line) nobody gets too much love anymore
It's as high as a mountain and harder to climb



Credits
Writer(s): Barry Alan Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb, Marion Ravn, Sean Prescott Mather, Robert Jazayeri, Marit Elisabeth Larsen
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