written by Neil Diamond, Doug Rhone, and Hadley Hockensmith
The more you explain,
the less I feel assured.
The closer I come,
the more you'd hide.
And here's what I think:
we better get in touch.
Wish I could tell you ev'ry thing was alright;
wish ev'rything was alright.
The bigger the thrill,
the more we're gonna pay.
You figure the bill,
it's gonna bite.
The higher we get,
the more we're hangin' on.
Wish I could tell you ev'ry thing was alright;
wish ev'rything was alright.
And I know, I know, I know I love you.
We can make it what we want it to be.
You know, you know, you know you love me.
So ask yourself: where does it lead?
The more we expect,
the less we're gonna find.
Whatever we get
is gonna go.
And here's what I think:
we better stay in touch.
Wish I could tell you ev'ry thing was alright;
wish ev'ry thing was alright.
Wish I could tell you ev'ry thing was alright,
wish ev'rything was alright
