Lyrics Jonatha Brooke

Jonatha Brooke

It Matters Now

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