Standing at my window, hidden by the night Harboring the private wounds, safe and out of sight There's an agony in living, but there's a comfort in the truth That no one knows my heart better than you. I can face a lot of people with this sanguine act of mine Guarded by the eloquence I sometimes hide behind But it's a veil of false pretenses that You can see right thru 'Cause no one knows my heart better than you. Chorus: Part of me is reaching, and part of me holds back But when it comes to You I am a doorway You're free to walk into 'Cause no one knows my heart better than you. Chorus: Part of me is reaching, and part of me holds back But when it comes to You I am a doorway You're free to walk into 'Cause no one knows my heart better than you. There's an agony in living but there's a comfort in the truth That no one knows my heart, oh, no one knows my heart No one knows my heart better than you...