Somewhere deep inside your mind You don't want anyone to find That you're Someone with very big ideas The words that just came off your lips Just crossed your name off the list It's long gone and already forgotten
I was thinking just the other day
Some things are better left undone Some battles are better left unwon Some sad songs better left unsung
Is there something more to know And is there someplace left to go Someplace with something there to see Is there anyone at all Not one to make that final call To all those people wondering
Some things are better left undone Some battles are better left unwon Some sad songs better left unsung
Some fires are better left unfed Some pages better left unread Some words are better left unsaid
What kind of person would you be If less is what you see, then less is everything And if you look what will you find Would that make up your mind And make up everything, make up everything
