We stood in an empty house   With bottles in our hands against the wall.   On the last night of the year,   The white snow started to fall.      And you said, "This could happen for a reason.   How can you not have any faith?   The beauty that surrounds us;   It didn't happen by mistake."      In the heart of the city,   Good hearts will break.   Is this a test to see   How much we can take?      You say, you say that there's an explanation   Oh, but it's hard to see.   I look to find salvation   In something more concrete.      Because if, oh, the final destination   Is there, either way,   I'm sure I'll receive an invitation   When it comes my day.      In the heart of the city,   Good hearts will break.   Is this a test to see   How much we can take?      In the heart of the city,   My heart will break.   Is this a test to see   How much I can take?      In the heart of the city,   Good hearts will break.   Is this a test to see   How much we can take?