Written by L.Weedeman, E. De La Cruz, G. Tesch, K. Schoenherr
Produced by LHW
Mixed by Pat Van Dyke
Mastered by Alex DeTurk
Recorded by Layton Weedeman
Arranged by Layton Weedeman, Estephanie De La Cruz, Lars Haake

Drums: Layton Weedeman
Bass: Jessica “NuLyra” Libertad
Guitar: Kirk Schoenherr
Trumpet: Eric Biondo
Vocals: Estephanie De La Cruz

Photo by Isaiah Vasquez
Artwork by LHW

LYRICS

Am I more than enough for you?
Am I more than enough babe?
Am I more than enough babe?
Am I more than enough for you?
Am I more than enough for you?
Am I more than enough babe?
Am I more than enough babe?
Am I more than enough for you?

You met me in spring
I love my May flowers
I showed you my passions
I told you the power I hold
And you weren’t frightened
You told me not to conform
When my thinking was boiling
Over uncertainty

Am I more than enough for you?
Am I more than enough babe?
Am I more than enough babe?
Am I more than enough for you?
Am I more than enough for you?
Am I more than enough babe?
Am I more than enough babe?
Am I more than enough for you?

I’ve been on too many dates to count
Number too high to know
Negative bank accounts
Double encounters never the same amount
Lust is over easy make you breakfast
Lemonade flavored kisses
Want that morning breath
Pain you burden
tea if you feel your stomach hurting
If I am not your type
You can search for different words you see
If I am not your speed
Take it up with the keyboard not with me
Engine is running I can name so many things
That make you interesting
Maybe I talk too much my head is
Too inflated by my speech so tell me
Am I over your head babe?
So many late night outings
Am I over your head babe?
Am I more than enough for you?
Am I over your head babe?
Got a headache I’ll give you tea in the morning
And wake you up with some sunshine

Am I over you’re head babe?
(Am I more than enough?)
Am I over your head babe?
(Am I more than enough?)
Am I over your head babe?

I been on too many dates to count
Numbers too high to know
Negative bank account
Double encounters never the same amount
Lust is over easy
Make you breakfast
Lemonade flavored kisses
Want that morning breath
Pain you burden
Yea if you feel your stomach hurtin
If I am not your type you could search for different words you see
If I am not your speed
Take it up with the keyboard not with me
Engine is runnin
I could name so many things that make you interesting
Maybe I talk too much
My head is too inflated by my speech so tell me