Qui sait

Who knows, maybe I don't have a head
But just a tiny hole where I see the stars now and then
Who knows, maybe I don't have a head
But a little crack in a wall where the whispers of people come through

Who knows, maybe I don't have a heart
Just a little engine without warmth that sings its song in a minor key
Who knows, maybe I don't have a heart
Just a tiny sound that scares me at night in the silence between the hours

If I just had half a head
I’d hear your cries for help
That half would be enough to know what hurt you
And if I just had half a heart
I’d see your dark circles at dawn
That half would be enough to understand the pain I cause you

Who knows, maybe I don't have a soul
Just a tiny flame, the echo of a star that's been dead for millions of years
Who knows, maybe I don't have a soul, not even a flame
Just a shadow, an emptiness, a little dark room, the hollow space between love

If I just had half a soul
I could fly much higher
I’d see your dimmed eyes, I’d know what to do
If I just had a speck of a soul
I could never break you again
But I don’t know how to love you and I make you cry

Who knows, maybe I don't have a head
But just a tiny hole where I see the stars now and then
Who knows, maybe I don't have a head
Just a tiny sound that scares me at night in the silence between the notes