Lyrics Joy and the Spark - China Crisis

Joy and the Spark

Cold like ice cream
On a summer’s day
Cold to the touch, babe
In the sweetest way
Joy and the spark
Return to my fingers
And return, there is sweetness
Joy and the spark
Blue is the colour
Of our precious down
And the gold and the silver
Circle, round as one
Joy and the spark
Return to my fingers
And return there is sweetness
Joy and the spark
Joy and the spark
Return to my fingers
And return, there is sweetness
Joy and the spark
Joy and the spark
Return to my fingers
And return, there is sweetness
Joy and the spark
Joy and the spark
Return to my fingers
And return, there is sweetness
Joy and the spark