Tekster: City and Colour. Live. Sensible Heart.

I get so distracted
By some people's reactions
That I don't see my own faults
For what they are, for what they are

At times so self destructive
With no intent or motive
But behind this emotion
A sensible heart, a sensible heart

See I'm no king, I wear no crown
But desperate times, they seem over now
But still I weaken somehow
And it tears me apart, it tears me apart

But I hope to learn and as time goes by
That I should trust what's deep inside
Burning bright, oh, burning bright
My sensible heart, my sensible heart
My sensible heart, my sensible heart