Habits Of The Heart Lyrics

When she played her first recital
She wore her mother's pearls
And everyone kept saying
She's a special little girl

She grew up in the right way
And married very well
But deep in her domestic heart
There's a secret she won't tell

She knows that if she lived in Paris
She'd be a painter's work of art
But dreams depend on how you play the cards
Oh, if she lived in Hollywood
She would surely be a star
But she can't break these habits of the heart

She cooks for the homeless
And takes it to the church
Makes her children happy
And holds them when it hurts

Her husband still adores her
And calls her his best friend
It's so strange how love can change
Things that might have been

She knows that if she lived in Paris
She'd be a painter's work of art
But dreams depend on how you play the cards
Oh, if she lived in Hollywood
She would surely be a star
But she can't break these habits of the heart

Oh, if she lived in Hollywood
She would surely be a star
But she can't break these habits of the heart
No, she can't break these habits of the heart