Tekster: Status Quo. Ice In The Sun.

I'm not a little boy
I've lived alone and loved so many more
But when she touches me I'm on the way
I'm underneath the floor

Like ice in the sun I melt away
Whenever she comes I melt away
Like ice in the sun I melt away

I sit down in a chair and
Read a book as if I couldn't there
But she is in a room and
I must look I see her everywhere

Like ice in the sun I melt away
Whenever she comes I melt away
Like ice in the sun I melt away

She opens up her eyes as if to speak
She looks at me and I am weak
Her eyes they seem much bigger than before
I cannot think anymore

Like ice in the sun I melt away
Whenever she comes I melt away
Like ice in the sun I melt away

Like ice in the sun I melt away
Whenever she comes I melt away
Like ice in the sun I melt away

Like ice in the sun I melt away
Whenever she comes I melt away
Like ice in the sun