 
Only you can touch me with your dark eyes 
with a look that burns like fire through the lonely night. 
Sometimes I run, but I can never hide 
from the pieces of my heart that fall like rain from the sky. 
When you hear the thunder, 
when you hear the sound of a mountain crashing down, 
it's just my heart in pieces. 
When I feel the hunger, 
when I'm reaching out with a hundred thousand hands, 
it's my heart in pieces. 
No one cuts through my soul like you can. 
I'm naked to the bone beside your empty hand. 
I see your face and I remember. 
I'm a prisoner of your fate, 
I'm a loser in the race. 
When you hear the thunder, 
when you hear the sounds of a mountain crashing down, 
it's just my heart in pieces. 
When I feel the hunger, 
when I'm reaching out with a hundred thousand hands, 
it's my heart in pieces. 
I walk the fine line 
between fire and the ice. 
The memory lives on. 
There's always something to remind me. 
Every teardrop falling 
when your voice keeps calling. 
[chorus repeats until fade.] 
