- Virgins (The)
- >
- Strike Gently
- >
- Figure On The Ice
Testo Figure On The Ice
Testo Figure On The Ice
Walking through the past
What can you do
When another old mask
Recognize itself in you?
Twenty odd summers
Go flattering back
With a whisper through your hand And a glamour in your eyes
In a Tiffany box
Where I catch your face
There's an old snapshot
Of a burnt out place
She's moving like a figure on the ice
Cold powder on a glass vase, boy
Her lips are speaking
Take her advice
Don't try shadowing her
Locked inside yourself
Where can you go When it's somebody else
With the keys to free your soul?
There is no my house
When you were on town
Just a dozen bright rooms
And a poetry and no one
By an old man's bed
Where we pressed our love
With the condom drying
In a cracked tea cup
She's moving like a figure on the ice
Cold powder on a glass vase, boy
Her lips are speaking
Take her advice
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
In a Tiffany box
Where I catch your face
There's an old snapshot
Of a burnt out place
She's moving like a figure on the ice
Cold powder on a glass vase, boy
Her lips are speaking
Take her advice
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Keep moving like a figure on the ice
Soft powder on a glass vase, boy
Her lips are speaking
Take her advice
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
What can you do
When another old mask
Recognize itself in you?
Twenty odd summers
Go flattering back
With a whisper through your hand And a glamour in your eyes
In a Tiffany box
Where I catch your face
There's an old snapshot
Of a burnt out place
She's moving like a figure on the ice
Cold powder on a glass vase, boy
Her lips are speaking
Take her advice
Don't try shadowing her
Locked inside yourself
Where can you go When it's somebody else
With the keys to free your soul?
There is no my house
When you were on town
Just a dozen bright rooms
And a poetry and no one
By an old man's bed
Where we pressed our love
With the condom drying
In a cracked tea cup
She's moving like a figure on the ice
Cold powder on a glass vase, boy
Her lips are speaking
Take her advice
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
In a Tiffany box
Where I catch your face
There's an old snapshot
Of a burnt out place
She's moving like a figure on the ice
Cold powder on a glass vase, boy
Her lips are speaking
Take her advice
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Keep moving like a figure on the ice
Soft powder on a glass vase, boy
Her lips are speaking
Take her advice
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Don't turn around
Don't try shadowing her
Lyrics powered by LyricFind
- Testi Lucio Battisti
- Testi Negramaro
- Testi Renato Zero
- Testi Gigi D'Alessio
- Testi Alessandra Amoroso
- Testi Canzoni Napoletane
- Testi Eros Ramazzotti
- Testi Elisa
- Testi Biagio Antonacci
- Testi Cesare Cremonini