I felt a cold that touched me
it felt like death was due
so I pushed it out ...it left me
my time aint yet .....blow you

a cold i really didnt like or want or ever know
a steel a feel a desperate need to run and duck below
yet heat and fire consummed my health a glow of such intense
so why so cold this hand that touched my heart and very soul

So live as everyday might be the one that takes a shine
a cold hand round your heart a feel about your soul
a grip thats got you good and tight a vice thats not to go
So live as well as you may do and dont be scared inside

fight it till the bitter end what have you got to hide