We stood in an empty house
With bottles in our hands against the wall.
On the last night of the year,
The white snow started to fall.
And you said, "This could happen for a reason.
How can you not have any faith?
The beauty that surrounds us;
It didn't happen by mistake."
In the heart of the city,
Good hearts will break.
Is this a test to see
How much we can take?
You say, you say that there's an explanation
Oh, but it's hard to see.
I look to find salvation
In something more concrete.
Because if, oh, the final destination
Is there, either way,
I'm sure I'll receive an invitation
When it comes my day.
In the heart of the city,
Good hearts will break.
Is this a test to see
How much we can take?
In the heart of the city,
My heart will break.
Is this a test to see
How much I can take?
In the heart of the city,
Good hearts will break.
Is this a test to see
How much we can take?
