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 my heart is beating
And I know that I am dead
Yet the pain is here that I feel
Try and tell what's not real
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 mean it's breaking
Yet the pain is 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