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