Strings of my heart

Is there anyone who knows everything about the other's soul?
Who can even tell what colour it has?
Who has ever found the all the reasons?
Who can deflect the fog in the morning haze?

If you don't know, then you better not say.
If you don't care, you better shut up.
Because you can never know for sure,
what's wrong with the strings of my heart.
If you don't know, you better keep silent,
if you don't care, you better shut up.
Seriously, you better leave now,
because you cannot know what's wrong with the strings of my heart.

Who will ever tell me what do I feel,
even I don't know exactly.
Is it possible that a wound can be healed,
even if it's in my very being?

If you don't know, then you better not say.
If you don't care, you better shut up.
Because you can never know for sure,
what's wrong with the strings of my heart.
If you don't know, you better keep silent,
if you don't care, you better shut up.
Seriously, you better leave now,
because you cannot know what's wrong with the strings of my heart.

If you don't know, then you better not say.
If you don't care, you better shut up.
Because you can never know for sure,
what's wrong with the strings of my heart.
If you don't know, you better keep silent,
if you don't care, you better shut up.
Seriously, you better leave now,
because you cannot know what's wrong with the strings of my heart.