(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