This way could be much simpler If only our head could figure out which way our hearts will go But the heart has its reasons of which reasons we cannot know As hamlet said to Ophelia: "God has given you a face and you make yourself another" This battle between those two half's of identity Who we are and who we pretend to be Is unwinnable This way could be much simpler If only our head could figure out which way our hearts will go But the heart has its reasons of which reasons we cannot know The greatest weapon anyone can use against us is our own mind By confronting us with the doubts and Uncertainties that already lurked inside Are we true to ourselves or do we live for the expectations of others? And if we are open and honest, Can we find the courage to release our deepest secrets? Or in the end Are we still unknowable? This way could be much simpler If only our head could figure out which way our hearts will go But the heart has its reasons of which reasons we cannot know Unknowable to ourselves