Mind

Oh no, I don't think I'm ready
Oh no, for another headache
Oh no, I don't think I'm ready
Oh no, for another heart break

But I will go as slowly as I please
And time will take as much as it needs
And I will see
What will come to be

'Cause there's more then love
To warm a soul, this cold soul
'Cause there's more then love
To warm a soul, this cold soul

The more I want, the less I get
And when make a leap, it's one I regret
The more I look, the less I see
So I'll close my eyes
And make up my mind

You will fly
Oh, you will fly
There's no doubt this time
Oh, you will fly
You will fly
You will fly
There's no doubt this time

Oh, you will fly
You will fly
You will fly
Just make up your mind