Love Hard (Tim Booth)

When I look through the bottle Every mountain magnified My balance is fried I can’t even pray When I look through the bottle Every hue returns to grey There’s nothing to say So I will say it anyway My love is a healer Just a look can purify A hard loving heart I’ve swallowed too much life Then why must I leave her? I can’t stop the moving on Can’t stay with the one Too much appetite I want you to love me so hard I want you to love so I can’t stop Now I’m over the hill Too many fields Too much to choose from It’s making me ill Let’s go over the top Just give me a pill Too much to choose from It’s making me ill