Matters of the Heart
I lose my headFrom time to timeI make a fool of myselfIn matters of the heart
We should have been holding each otherInstead we talkedI make a fool of myselfIn matters of the heart
But I asked beforeYour reply was kind and politeOne wants moreWhen one's deniedI make a fool of myselfIn matters of the heart
I won't call it loveBut it feels good to have passion in my lifeIf there's a battleI hope my head always defers to my heartIn matters of the heart
I guess I'm crazy to thinkI can give you what you don't wantI make a fool of myselfIn matters of the heart
I wish that I had the powerTo make these feelings stopI lose all self controlIn matters of the heart
I can't believeIt's so hard to find someoneTo give affection toAnd from whom you can receiveI guess it's just the draw of the cardsIn matters of the heart
You caught me off guardSomehow you reached meWhere I thought I had nothing left insideI've learned my lesson I've been edifiedIn matters of the heart
I've spent my nightsWhere the sleeping dogs lieNot by your sideIt feels so lonelyOnce again I've left to much to chanceIn matters of the heart
Here I sitI'm feeling sorry for myselfIt's quite a sightBut I have you to thankFor reminding meWe're all alone in this worldAnd in matters of the heart
I'm already missing youAlthough we won't say good-byesUntil tomorrow afternoonMaybe when and if I see you againWe'll see eye to eyeIn matters of the heart
I have no harsh words for youI have no tears to cryIf the moon were fullI'd be howling insideIt only hurtsIn matters of the heart
If today were my birthdayI'd be rebornAs Brontë's bird a bird that could flyAnd all accounts would be settledIn matters of the heart
Matters of the heart