With tiny feet I take small steps
Careful to walk as if on eggs
I find it hard to see the ground from way up here

With tired hands I talk to you
Look in my eyes they're talking too
Why do we have to be so cool when we're so near?
Why must we run so fast?
Just to stay where we are
Like two mountains, we are closer to heaven than hell

Sometimes I feel so close to you
And then I'm sure you feel it too
What is it I'm supposed to do to make it clear?

Why must we run so fast?
Just to stay where we are
Like two mountains, we are closer to heaven than hell