Luyện nghe bài hát Matters Of The Heart

Broken heart, bloodshot
Signs of a fool who too much
Now she's gone and he remember how
To live her touch
to die but surely livin' to tell

When it comes to matters of the
There is nothing a won't get used to

After all the whisky and the
He swallow, he thought
It was time to start lovin'
So he found

Afraid his heart would the heat
He could do more than pretend
Though she in her heart
his love was alive

When it comes to matters of the
There is nothing a fool get used to

Now of all the love teaches
All the ways it opens our eyes
None profound than the lesson he learned
The day she out of his life

Well when the road gets too
It's then he her smile
And he these words forming on her lips
Across a river of tears he cried

it comes to matters of the heart
There is nothing, you get used to

Ooh nothing a fool get used to
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