1992 album The Hard Way Written: Clint Black, Hayden Nicholas
I oughta know the look in another's eyes When there's something on their mind I think I saw that look in a lover's eyes They were looking into mine Like we both had found the one we want But found the one we wanted just quit trying
So we tell ourselves that what we found is what we meant to find That's what we tell ourselves You won't believe the things A heart could tell a mind Somehow we sell ourselves on love I just don't think I'll believe my heart this time
I oughta know the language well I've heard me tell myself these things before I finally made my mind up My heart tells me to look for something more Determined not to wind up wondering was she the one Well, you never can be sure
So we tell ourselves that what we found is what we meant to find That's what we tell ourselves You won't believe the things A heart could tell a mind Somehow we sell ourselves on love I just don't think I'll believe my heart this time
So we tell ourselves that what we found is what we meant to find That's what we tell ourselves You won't believe the things A heart could tell a mind Somehow we sell ourselves on love I just don't think I'll believe my heart this time