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(No More) What Ifs (feat. Eve)

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 14.11.2012

All the could-be's buzzin' 'round
My mind a thousand-timely cloud
And now I can not see the sun

All the worries on my list
Rush like lamings off a cliff
I'm powerless to save even one

All my friends tell me I'm thinking too much
It's not over 'til it's over
Because today is trouble enough
Live tomorrow, 'til tomorrow

I'm not jinxing what could be
Second guessing what I see
There is you and there is me
No what if's
My crossing fingers knocking wood
'cause worrying about we could
Spoil the moment when it's good
No more what ifs
Could-be's
One day's
If only's

That intro's looping on and on
Don't really get to feel the song
When it's only playing in my head

If I don't listen with my heart
Trust my instincts from the start
Then I'm as done, as done can get

So I'm not
I'm not jinxing what could be
Second guessing what I see
There is you and there is me
No what if's
My crossing fingers knocking wood
'cause worrying about we could
Spoil the moment when it's good
No more what ifs
Could-be's
One day's
If only's

If the sky falls down
What if it don't work out
What if a black cat crosses my path
Does that mean you and me, we're not gonna last?
What if Mr Right turns out to be wrong?
What if there's no happy ending for this song
What if the one for me is the one that's she's with
When my heart feels love, or will my head believes it?

I'm thinking too much.
It's not over 'til it's over
'cause today is trouble enough
Live tomorrow, 'til tomorrow

I'm not jinxing what could be
Second guessing what I see
There is you and there is me
No what if's
My crossing fingers knocking wood
'cause worrying about we could
Spoil the moment when it's good
No more what ifs
Could-be's
One day's
If only's


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