If we're never gonna feel this, we can't pretend Deep down, I know my words are all the same If we do it all later, we will forget Small things we gain can never grow again
But, you never seem to make up your mind, boy But, you never seem to make up your mind, your mind
Say you're never gonna find it, a better view Well, now, desire's all I want from you These our own minds, all painted bright Slow games come easy, we don't walk around
But, you never seem to make up your mind, boy But, you never seem to make up to your mind, your mind But, you never seem to make up your mind, boy
But, you never seem to make up your mind, boy But, you never seem to make up your mind, your mind But, you never seem to make up your mind, boy But, you never seem to make up your mind, your mind
How can we bring all this in Now, we don't know how to keep up Always don't know what to say Always feeling 'fraid to say stop And we never give, and we never give up
But, you never seem to make up your mind, boy But, you never seem to make up your mind, your mind But, you never seem to make up your mind, boy But, you never seem to make up your mind, your mind
How can we bring all this in Now, we don't know how to keep up Always don't know what to say Always feeling 'fraid to say stop And we never give, and we never give And we never give up And we never give, and we never give And we never give up
Compositores: Simon Kjaer Lauridsen, Simon Lars Gustav Andersson, Fine Glindvad Jensen (Fine Glindvad) ECAD: Obra #15819459