When the sun was strong
And shadows grew so long.
She stole her way
Into your empty heart

And she moved like ice
She ooooh.
She was cool and blue like ice
No faults or imperfections
She changed her directions
What could you do.

She was fleet on foot
A little sleight of hands
Your life became
An hourglass with no sand
Wrapped up safe inside
A place where you could hide
She cried for you
Like a mothers arms

And she moved like ice
She oh, oh.
She was cruel and blue like ice
No faults or imperfections
She changed her directions
What could you do
And she moved like ice
She oh, oh.

She was cruel and blue like ice.
Half way between heaven and her hands
Was a place for you to land
What could you do
She was someone so to hide
She was someone so hard to find.
You were almost lost a certain hours
You were so safe in those towers.

What can you do?
She oh, oh.

What could you do?
She oh, oh.

She was cruel and blue like ice.
No faults and no imperfections
She changed her direction.

What could you do
And she moved like ice
She oh..oh.

She was cruel and blue like ice
Half way between heaven and her hands
Was a place for you to land

What could you do.
She was oh, oh.

And she moved like ice.

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): NOWELL RHYS FULBER, PETER JOHN WRIGHT