Song | It Matters Now |
Artist | Jonatha Brooke |
Album | Back in the Circus |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Brooke | |
Sour, sour grapes make bitter wine | |
And you're no funny Valentine | |
You take such pleasure in revenge | |
A perfect settled score | |
But it just whets your appetite for more | |
Listen how my heart beats inside me | |
The story of a thousand better days | |
And I wish I could say, anything to wash away today | |
'Cause it won't matter when we're old | |
It won't matter when we're old | |
It matters now | |
Hopes worn down, you've got dreams rubbed thin | |
Threadbare, like the carpet that your mother dragged in | |
You break it now you own it, | |
Like original sin | |
But you cannot take it with you in the state you're in | |
Listen how my heart beats inside me | |
The story of a thousand better days | |
And I wish I could say anything to wash away today | |
'Cause it won't matter when we're old | |
I won't matter when we're old | |
It matters now, it mattered then | |
It matters how why or when | |
If at first you won't try | |
You've gotta try again | |
What price love, for how much pain | |
What a surprise, you pray for rain | |
Listen how my heart beats inside me | |
The story of a thousand better days | |
And I wish I could say anything to wash away today | |
'Cause it won't matter when we're old | |
It won't matter when we're old | |
It matters now |
zuo qu : Brooke | |
Sour, sour grapes make bitter wine | |
And you' re no funny Valentine | |
You take such pleasure in revenge | |
A perfect settled score | |
But it just whets your appetite for more | |
Listen how my heart beats inside me | |
The story of a thousand better days | |
And I wish I could say, anything to wash away today | |
' Cause it won' t matter when we' re old | |
It won' t matter when we' re old | |
It matters now | |
Hopes worn down, you' ve got dreams rubbed thin | |
Threadbare, like the carpet that your mother dragged in | |
You break it now you own it, | |
Like original sin | |
But you cannot take it with you in the state you' re in | |
Listen how my heart beats inside me | |
The story of a thousand better days | |
And I wish I could say anything to wash away today | |
' Cause it won' t matter when we' re old | |
I won' t matter when we' re old | |
It matters now, it mattered then | |
It matters how why or when | |
If at first you won' t try | |
You' ve gotta try again | |
What price love, for how much pain | |
What a surprise, you pray for rain | |
Listen how my heart beats inside me | |
The story of a thousand better days | |
And I wish I could say anything to wash away today | |
' Cause it won' t matter when we' re old | |
It won' t matter when we' re old | |
It matters now |
zuò qǔ : Brooke | |
Sour, sour grapes make bitter wine | |
And you' re no funny Valentine | |
You take such pleasure in revenge | |
A perfect settled score | |
But it just whets your appetite for more | |
Listen how my heart beats inside me | |
The story of a thousand better days | |
And I wish I could say, anything to wash away today | |
' Cause it won' t matter when we' re old | |
It won' t matter when we' re old | |
It matters now | |
Hopes worn down, you' ve got dreams rubbed thin | |
Threadbare, like the carpet that your mother dragged in | |
You break it now you own it, | |
Like original sin | |
But you cannot take it with you in the state you' re in | |
Listen how my heart beats inside me | |
The story of a thousand better days | |
And I wish I could say anything to wash away today | |
' Cause it won' t matter when we' re old | |
I won' t matter when we' re old | |
It matters now, it mattered then | |
It matters how why or when | |
If at first you won' t try | |
You' ve gotta try again | |
What price love, for how much pain | |
What a surprise, you pray for rain | |
Listen how my heart beats inside me | |
The story of a thousand better days | |
And I wish I could say anything to wash away today | |
' Cause it won' t matter when we' re old | |
It won' t matter when we' re old | |
It matters now |