icy to the touch I never know where you're coming from or if it's me you love hair of the snake oh, it cuts ivory to stone do you ever feel in your bones the chill of the night air running a bit down your spine or does it comfort your woes, my love, mm icy to the touch I never know where you're coming from or if it's me that you'll love for all time did you waste all of mine (icy, to the touch) (icy, who do you love) do you ever feel in your bones the chill of the night air running deep down your spine or does it comfort your woes, my love (icy to the touch) (icy who do you love) I could ask but what good does that do? think I'll keep inside of my head it can never hurt me if it doesn't come out, out, out, right? (icy, to the touch) (icy, who do you love) where does the love go when it runs cold ice to the bone you've turned to stone