| There were so many sleepless nights that they have been freezing me
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| I am an ice floe
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| But this love is making me warm
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| This love is making me warm
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| Oh yes it's true my heart was a glacier
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| And the traces of my departure are just frost and nothing else
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| But in the middle of my winter those eyes found me
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| That even without understanding them warms me little by little
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| I could see it, just as I wanted to see
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| Hidden behind the mist of my frozen breath
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| But now I'm not needing that
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| Every caress, every kiss saves me and warms me up
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| There were so many sleepless nights that they have been freezing me
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| I'm an ice temper
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| But this love is making me warm
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| This love is making me warm
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| Icy, algid my rigid body of nostalgic cold
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| In the middle of the tropics an arctic wind
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| And when that warm voice softly whispers to me
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| Defying chemistry, my cold blood boils
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| When that skin once brushed against my skin
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| The snow that covered me that heat melted it
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| And hence I didn't even suspect, that thanks to that crush
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| The ice on my chest shattered into ten thousand pieces
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| There were so many sleepless nights that they have been freezing me
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| I'm an ice temper
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| But this love is warming me
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| This love is making me warm
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| And my pupils that didn't shine before
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| That just reflected everything
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| Now they let see the flame burn
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| What lit up those other eyes
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| how hard to accept
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| that someone can transform
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| The cold of this heart on fire
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| That just like ice will burn
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| There were so many sleepless nights that they have been freezing me
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| I'm an ice temper
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| But this love is making me warm
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| This love is making me warm |