(Words & Music: Peter Millward)
©2001 Drum Music Limited

My legs are clay, my feet are lead,
breathing you in, and all that you said,
my lungs are bellows, in my head.
My heart’s a switch, my blood is pitch
you smoulder, I faint, you burn, I can’t escape..

I just can’t breathe this air,
it's obvious that you don’t care,
No hope, no love, just lies,
the smoke gets in my eyes...

There was a time your eyes were clear,
but now I find nothing there.
Black as coal, dark in my soul,
What can I do? I've lost control...
You stopped the clock, I failed,
stepped off the train, de-railed.
And now we’re going back in time,
to an ice age again…

I just can’t breathe this air,
it's obvious that you don’t care.
No hope, no love, just lies,
The smoke gets in my eyes...
The smoke gets in my eyes...
My eyes...