(Rob Crosby)
Waking up with my head in a cloud
Watching the morning come
Another day of the week in a month in a year
In a life that's come undone
I might as well quit trying
To get you off my mind
I might as well quit hoping
That this heart will heal in time
'Cause I can't brun a bridge that I'm still crossing
And I can't lose a past that I'm still lost in
I can tell myself it's over
And make a brand new start
But there's no such thing as
Mind over matters of the heart
Everyday there's another attempt
To convince myself you're gone
Every night there's a promise I make
That tomorrow I'll move on
But there's a voice inside me
That calls your name out loud
A part of my still hopes
To see your face in every crowd
'Cause I can't brun a bridge that I'm still crossing
And I can't lose a past that I'm still lost in
I can tell myself it's over
And make a brand new start
But there's no such thing as
Mind over matters of the heart
I can tell myself it's over
And make a brand new start
But there's no such thing as
Mind over matters of the heart
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