The ivory is cold, where is my desire  In a cage of gold, not a trace of fire  Ice cold as ice. I'm heading for tomorrow  I am tired of waiting. I'll beg and steal and borrow    Life is too short to be wasted  So why do I sit around  Dance on the edge of a razor  Get off the ground and I'll never return    Walk on fighting  Don't look ever back  Walk on fighting  Don't you look back to your cries    The phone it waits in silence, no message left by you  There is no use in crying. I know I've been a fool  Now it's too late, no words left to say  I gotta call it late, Forget and look away    Life is too short to be wasted  So why do I sit around  Dance on the edge of a razor  Get off the ground and I'll never return    Walk on fighting...