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 But the pain here that I feel Try and tell me it’s not real And 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 it’s not real I know that I am dead But it seems that I still have some tears to shed