Lou Gramm & Mick Jones You’re as cold as ice You’re willing to sacrifice our love You want paradise But someday you’ll pay the price, I know
Robert Frost Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.