İf i touch a burning candle, i can feel no pain.
       İf yo cut me with a knife it's stell the same.
And i know her hearts is beating, and i know that i am dead.
Yet 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.
      İf i touch a burning candle, i can feel no pain,
         İn the ice, or in the sun, it's all the same. 
Yet i feelmy hearts is aching. Though it doesn't baet. İt's breaking.
        And the pain here that i fell, try and tell me it's not real.
                              İ know that i am dead...
Yet it seems that i still have some tears to shed.