"Matters Of The Heart" lyrics

Dollar in his pocket
Bottle in his hand
Old blue jean jacket
'Bout half a plan
Preachers daughter 'neath the
Street light glow
She saw right through him still she
Had to know

'Cause nothing else matters
Like the matters of the heart

She called him crazy
But she took his hand and they went
Dancing like a storm cloud
Singing with the band
If her friends had known well they'd a
Never her let her
'Cause girls like that you know they
Always do better

When it's beating like a kickdrum
Banging like a shotgun
Way too late to run from the ringing in your ears
Won't you hear them whisper your name
You head ain't working the same
It's a matter of the heart

Feet on the gravel
Leaning on a ford
Button's undone
Climbing through the door
Heaven shining bright
From up overhead
But sometimes forever's better
Left unsaid

When it's beating like a kickdrum
Banging like a shotgun
Way too late to run from the ringing in your ears
Won't you hear them whisper your name
You head ain't working the same
It's a matter of the heart

Well summers end
And shimmers fade
And flames that hot
But they burn fast anyway
But you wouldn't think for some
Young gun rebel
Watching her walk away'd hurt
Like such a devil

But nothing else matters
Oh I wish I still had her
I learned that nothing else matters
Like the matters of the heart
Like the matters of the heart
Matters of the heart