Ice Songtext
von Tushar Sharan

Celebrations, big balloons
Ice kept over home made wounds
I thought a walk in the park could replace you
A father throws a frisbee to his son
His hair flying as he runs
The cricket team is celebrating
As the old lady sits and stares
Like this isn′t a children's park
But something from the past

Everyone has made a life outside
And I′m so tired of sitting with ice


And you'd have found some sense in this
If you weren't missing like some coins from my pocket
Your phone charger still hanging from the socket
Your favourite ice-cream in the fridge
Your name is on me like an itch
I saw you post about your new friend

Has everyone has made a life outside
When I′m so tired of sitting with ice

It wouldn′t hurt you to check up on me
Where will I complain about
Life not being fair

And everyone has made a life outside
Everyone has made a life outside
And I'm so tired
I′m so tired
I'm so tired
I′m so tired of sitting with ice
I'm so tired of sitting with ice