If we had the same dreams 
If we liked the same ice-cream
I wouldn't be listening to those sad songs
About love which has never existed

How many knives are there in your sleeves
How many hooks will catch me
How much water will try to put out
My heart's fire

If we moved the same way
If we were born the same day
I wouldn't be listening to those sad songs
About love which has never existed

How many knives are there in your sleeves
How many hooks will catch me
How much water will try to put out
My heart's fire

If we could start again
I would have a new plan
And I wouldn't be listening to those sad songs
About love which has never existed

How many knives are there in your sleeves
How many hooks will catch me
How much water will try to put out
My heart's fire