Verse 1:
A cold December comes and knocks me off my feet
But in an endless summer, I'd get fed up with the heat
When will I be satisfied?
Oh, will I make up my mind?
Verse 2:
Do I settle in the country?
Or the bustle of the city?
New York's energetic, oh but, Paris is so pretty
Where will I be satisfied?
How will I make up my mind?
Chorus:
Visions of what could have been
Always leave me questionin'
Am I reading so far in
That I completely miss the chance for bliss?
Verse 3:
Is he the one for me
With just one catch, is it still wise?
Or are some things so important
That I shouldn't compromise?
Oh will I be satisfied?
Why can't I make up my mind?
Chorus:
Visions of what could have been
Always leave me questionin'
Am I reading so far in
That I completely miss the chance for bliss?
Verse 4:
Am I just being lazy
Or fatigued by analyzing?
I long for restful knowledge
Up above, there's no disguising
Where I'll be satisfied?
No need to make up my mind
Outro:
If heaven one day will be home
Why can't it be now?
Heaven, would you come down?
Heaven, would you come down?

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