If I should ever have a heart to stop,
It would stop its counting beat for you
However the burning desire
To burn your lips with mine of fire
'Cause your icy touch sends a shrill
And sets my nerves alight still
The exhilarating rush when your adoring eyes lock mine
still makes my cheeks flame and cower in sublime
And if the world should perish not once but twice
Fire or ice
I would face my doom with you at my side and laugh
And I would whisper the final words 'I love you'
And not have to listen to hear you say them too.