I've been trying to keep a straight face,
Trying to hold a steady stare.
I've been trying to be a tough guy,
Trying to act like I don't care

And am I strong enough
To ignore the battle scars?
The truth of the matter
Is the great ones never are.

Many miles and time trials
Between me and soft warm hands.
How long til I hold you?
How long can I stand?

And is this right,
Is this smart?
Does it really matter
With matters of the heart?

Maybe were doomed
From the moment that we start,
But it doesn't really matter
With matters of the heart

No it doesn't really matter
With matters of the heart.