
INFORMATION
Song: Too Many Questions
Artist: Sam Sparro
Featured On: Sam Sparrow (2008)
Written By: Sam Sparro, Jesse Rogg
Produced By: Richard X, Jesse Rogg
“Too Many Questions” is a song recorded by Sam Sparro for his self-titled debut album. The song appears as the first song on the album and was released as a promotional single in New Zealand. The song is listed on ASCAP with Sam as a credited writer and performer.
LYRICS
My coffee is cold, and yesterday is stuck with me
And I can’t wake up from my sleep
I feel like a grain of salt in the shaker
But the day that I meet my maker or
The day that I see my undertaker, ya see…
All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?
But I walk on without hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagi…nation.
How do I know if I am right in why I feel like I do?
And separate the truth from the lies
And why do we only take any action when it comes to our satisfaction
When we only need just a fraction of what we need?
All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?
But I walk on without hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagi…nation.
How do I climb up on out of this funk I’m in
And how do I cling to the frame of divine timing?
Why do I doubt sometimes, that of which I know for sure?
And why when I’ve had enough, do I seem to ask for more?
How do I climb up on out of this funk I’m in
And how do I cling to the frame of divine timing?
Why do old habits die so hard,
God knows I try and try – and why ask why?
All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?
But I walk on without hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagi…nation.
All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me?
But I walk on without hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagi…nation.