I ought to know the look in anothers eyes When the shot-in is on thier minds I think I saw that look in a lovers eyes They were lookin me in mine Like both that found the woman who wanted (???) That found the one we wanted, just quit trying CHORUS: So we tell ourselves, that what we found Is what we meant to find Thats what we tell ourselves, you won't believe the things The heart would tell the mind Somehow we sell ourselves on love I just don't think I'll, leave my heart this time I ought to know the language well I've heard me tell myself these things before I've finally made my mind up My heart tells me to look for something more To turn the knot, to wind up one Was she the one, you can never be too sure