It's really not important

Cause your mind is somewhere else

And you're busy with your numbers

Drowning in yourself



And it really doesn't matter

Cause your eyes are on the clock

And now your feet are tapping to the rhythm

But very soon they'll walk



You think it's done, but it didn't even start

Passing by your ear and missing your heart



And it's really not important

You have troubles of your own

And your mind is on the weekend

And all the things to do back home



So when she tells you of her sorrow

When her soul becomes unsealed

She may be foolish, but she's hoping

For a small crack in your shield



You think she's done, but she didn't even start

Passing by your ear and missing your heart



And me, I only want to hold you

And to tell you it's ok

Though it really makes me sad

Every time you turn away



You think we're done, but we didn't even start

Passing by your ear and missing your heart