The ivory is cold. where is my desire
in a cage of gold, not a trace of fire
ice cold as ice. i`m heading for tomorrow
i am tired of waiting. i?l beg and steal and borrow
life is to short to be wasted
so why do i sit around
dance on the edge of a razor
get off the ground and i`ll never return
Walk on fighting
don`t look ever back
walk on fighting
don`t you look back to your cries
The phone it waits in silence. no message left by you
there is no use in crying. i know i`ve been a fool
now it is too late. no words left to say
i gotta call it fate, forget and look away
Life is to short to be wasted
so why do i sit around
dance on the edge of a razor
get off the ground and i`ll never return
Walk on fighting
don`t look ever back
walk on fighting
don`t you look back to your cries
Walk on fighting...