If we had the same dreams If we liked the same ice-cream I wouldn't be listening to those sad songs About love which never exist How many knives are there in your sleeves How many hooks will catch me How much water will try to put out My heart's fire If we moved the same way If we were born the same day I wouldn't be listening to those sad songs About love which never exist How many knives are there in your sleeves How many hooks will catch me How much water will try to put out My heart's fire If we could start again I would have a new plan And I wouldn't be listening to those sad songs About love which has never exist How many knives are there in your sleeves How many hooks will catch me How much water will try to put out My heart's fire