I can be the great ice...
Taking on the titanic
The great tsunami, flooding asia.
I can be like brimestone to gommorah
I could even be a rain storm on a Sunny day, changing the weather, and being unpredictable.
I could be like the wisdom of old men
And happily smile on sad days.
But each time i hear your voice,
Mine cracks a little
And i melt into a thousand pieces.
I stop at the shores of China...
Be a blizzard in soddom
And let the sun shine free on it's days
And when i listen to you speak again, even the wisdom of old men
Wouldn't be able to keep me from breaking.
You do things to me, without doing anything.
When i fell for you,
I think i bruised both knees.
It's a shame you couldn't fall.
You're still standing tall.