THIS IS YOUR HEART

This is not a song, this is the meaning of your life
It’s the way your days feel in four-four time
It’s not just entertainment or candy for your ears
It’s everything you live for, it’s the reason you are here
It’s first love that you can’t forget, the child you used to be
The mother you don’t call enough, the summers you were free
It’s the nights of shameless passion, it’s your wonder at the stars
This is not a song, this is your heart

It’s that lonely ache that wakes you in the middle of the night
It’s what drives you out the door each day, the strength that makes you fight
It’s a tiny hand in yours, a couple kissing in the rain
It’s what you hope is in that letter, it’s the tear you can’t explain
It’s the breathless mystery you feel an hour before a storm
It’ the reason that you still salute your grandpa’s uniform
It’s what they all will talk about the day that you depart
This is not a song, this is your heart

You can’t go on pretending that you don’t care about these things
And that you came in for an hour, killing time to hear me sing
You came here to remember why you live and who you are
This is not a song, this is your heart

You came here to remember why you live and who you are
This is not a song, this is your heart