A little girl puts on her skates, sits down on the porch and waits
And hopes her daddy won´t be long
One more call, one more meetin´, afternoon turns into evenin´

Still he ain´t made it home

Things that matter
And things that don´t

Another place someone slams a door, says "I don´t love you anymore"
Looks like another sleepless night
Tossin´ turnin´ on the couch, he wonders if they´ll work it out
It´s all about bein´ happy or bein´ right

Things that matter
And things that don´t

We only get so many trips around the sun
Some things matter some things don´t
It´s up to you to choose which ones

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We only get so many trips around the sun
Some things matter some things don´t
It´s up to you to choose which ones

So tonight as I close my eyes
I pray "Lord help me realise"
Something I already know

There´s things that matter
And things that don´t

A little girl puts on her skates, sits down on the porch and waits
And hopes her daddy won´t be long