Sorry I thought i saw you looking at me But that burning Was your eyes going right through me Across the room To someone else And all this time I thought that it was my heart And maybe I thought i heard you speaking to me But your soft voice Was my joints creaking And could it be That this hole where my heart should be Has opened up to you? But you can't put your hand through And all this time I thought that it was my heart (written by ian murray)