The touch of your hand, the look in your eyes
they make me feel as cold as ice
We got love on the rocks
The touch of your hand, the look in your eyes
they make me feel as cold as ice
We got love on the rocks
Baby when I look at you I realize
it is the ice that makes you so nice
This is love on the rocks
You’re the tip of my iceberg, so cold
that you were propably created in a mold
Someone pushed you out and then you came and took my heart
’cause you gotta play with the cards you’re dealt
any warm feelings will make you melt
Wish I was a freezer, then we’d never have to be apart