Crazy, crazy.
You crazy, a heart?
Heart, They always said you never had one.
One? How come I don't hear it beating?
Beating? They always said you were ice, pure ice.
Ice? Can I find your heart?

They said you were pure ice,
But ice? I thought I was too, before I met you.
They never heard it beating, so I wondered too.
Was I going crazy, being with you?

The sun is always with you, my ice started to melt.
One day I realized,
Why no one heard your crazy one heart beating,
Why no one could find it,
And why I couldn't deserve it.
It was gold.

So crazy, they never heard it beating. I found it, but I'll never deserve it.