Texty: Edwin McCain. Misguided Roses. What Matters.

Have you given up on passion living day to day?
You keep your dreams locked down inside
And choking on a lifetime of never take a chance
The wake up one day wishin' you tried

It ain't about the money, it ain't about the time
It ain't about the love you lost or the things you think you left behind
It ain't about your losing streak, makes you feel like you're falling apart
And what matters is the heart

Let's forget about the notion that we're not the same
My blood runs as red as yours
We all get angry, we've all been scared
We've all made big mistakes that can never be repaired

It ain't about the money, it ain't about the time, no
It ain't about the love you lost or the things you think you left behind
It ain't about your losing streak, makes you feel like you're falling apart
What matters is the heart

Look me in the eye and take my hand
We can make a difference
We can make a difference, I know we can

Have you given up on passion living day to day?
We kept our dreams locked down inside
And choking on a lifetime of never take a chance
The wake up one day wishin' you tried

It ain't about the money, it ain't about the time
It ain't about the love you lost or the things you think you left behind
It ain't about your losing streak, makes you feel like you're falling apart
Now what matters is your heart

It ain't about the money, it ain't about the time, no
It ain't about the love you've lost or the things you think you left behind
It ain't about your losing streak, makes you feel like you're falling apart
Now what matters, now what matters, what matters is your heart

Now what matters, now what matters, what matters is your heart
Now what matters, now what matters, what matters is your heart
Now what matters, now what matters, what matters is your, is your
Is your, your heart