19 lyrics for "I've made my mind up"
Can you see his silhouette? And I've got my mind, made up this time 'Cause there's a menace in my bed Go on and light a cigarette, set a fire in my head Let's cause a little trouble Oh, you make me feel so weak I bet you kiss your knuckles Right before
PlayPapa don't preach, I've been losing sleep Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, hm I'm gonna keep my baby, ooh ooh Papa I know you're going to be upset 'Cause I was always your little girl But you should know
Play(I can't stop loving you) (I can't stop wanting you) It's useless to say I've made up my mind To live in memory of the lonesome times So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday (Dreams of yesterday) Those happy hours that we once knew Tho' long
Play(I can't stop loving you) (I can't stop wanting you) It's useless to say I've made up my mind To live in memory of the lonesome times So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday (Dreams of yesterday) Those happy hours that we once knew Though long
PlayBaby, I think I love you today I think I love Every single little crack on your face Even our most casual embrace You don't have to try 'Cause I've made up my mind Remember that time You threw a can of beer at me like a stone You drunk too much wine
PlayHow did we get here? Well, I think I know how Do you see what we've done? We've gone and made such fools Of ourselves I think I know How can I decide what's right When you're clouding up my mind?
PlayI wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with Give me a run for my money There is nobody, no one to outrun me So give me a run for my money Sipping bubbly, feeling lovely, living lovely Just love me I wanna be with you If I made up my mind at work, would you
PlayShould I give up Or should I just keep chasing pavements? Even if it leads nowhere Or would it be a waste? Even if I knew my place should I leave it there? I've made up my mind Don't need to think it over If I'm wrong I am right Don't need to look no
PlayBy the rivers of my mem'ry It's knowing that your door is always open And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag Rolled up and stashed behind your couch And it's knowing I'm not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the
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