I have a hot iron(you could say a knife) in my heart... it is your love that makes me suffer all the mistakes i've made in my life and made you leave,will be a burden on my conscience She's gone.she's gone.She's gone,I lost her... and i'm wandering on the streets asking for you. I wake up from my sleep and i'm asking for you Now I know how much I love you all the mistakes i've made in my life and made you leave,will be a burden on my conscience She's gone,she's gone..She's gone i lost her and i'wander in the streets asking for you....