THE ICE

I FEEL ICE IN YOUR COLD EYES BUT OUR LOVE IS TOO YOUNG TO DIE I WISH IT WILL BE TWICE AS NICE THAN IT WAS BEFORE YOU MAKE ME CRY ICE MAKES ME NOW COLDER, WHEN YOUR LOVE TEACH ME WISER I FEEL THE BLACK LIGHT OF DECEMBER THE BEAUTIFUL CURSE OF THAT EERIE GALLERY I CANīT BE NO MORE SLAVE OF THIS ILLUSION I MUST STAY ALIVE IN THIS NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD ICE MAKES ME NOW COLDER, WHEN YOUR LOVE TEACH ME WISER I FEEL ICE IN YOUR COLD EYES BUT OUR LOVE IS TOO YOUNG TO DIE DONīT TURN YOUR HEAD FOR ME JUST SAY THAT YOU LOVE ME REST ON MY ARMS AND WE CAN MELT THE ICE ICE MAKES ME NOW COLDER, WHEN YOUR LOVE TEACH ME WISER