If I touch a burning candle
I can feel no pain
If you cut me with a knife
It's still the same...
And I know her heart is beating
And I know that I am dead,
Yet the pain here that I feel,
Try and tell me that's not real.
For it seems that I
Still have a tear to shed...

If I touch a burning candle
I can feel no pain
In the ice or in the sun
It's all the same
Yet I feel my heart is aching,
Though it doesn't beat,
it's breaking
And the pain here that I feel
Try and tell me that's not real.
I know that I am dead,
Yet it seems that I still have
Some tears to shed...