First we lived in India

In winter it rains there everyday

We were younger then

We were children in India

There were signs and people

We�d never understand

You said �Hold my hand�

And I held your hand



There is one of me

And one of you

Two of us

And one hundred questions

And two thousand reasons

But ten�s a perfect number

We are twenty thousand hearts full of hunger

Twenty thousand hearts



Then we�re dancing in Geneva

It�s New Year�s Eve

And all the Americans were there

They said, �It�s still last year in New York City.�

You said, �New York, where?�

I said, �New York City, its three thousand miles away.�

You said, �What�s a mile?�

I said, �It�s far away.�



There is one of me

And one of you

Two of us

And one hundred questions

And two thousand reasons

But ten�s a perfect number

We are twenty thousand hearts full of hunger

Twenty thousand hearts



Now you ask me to explain myself

And I tell you I need distance

You say, �To hell with distance, remember who you�re talking to.�

I say, �Closeness is too much for me.�

And dismiss you with a smile

You say, �Wish away your closeness, and imagine it�s a mile.�



There is one of me

And one of you

Two of us

And one hundred questions

And two thousand reasons

But ten�s a perfect number

We are twenty thousand hearts full of hunger

Twenty thousand hearts

Twenty thousand hearts full of hunger

Twenty thousand hearts