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.