Sesame - Touché Amoré

If you’re looking for a place

To hang your head in shame

The light is always on

So come on in

My eyes are too big for my stomach

It can’t process all that I do

A rich diet of endless endeavors

At the expense of me and you

There’s a thousand reasons why I can’t open up

Every combination is one turn off

There’s no rest for the weak

I need a week’s rest desperately