And I feelnAnd I breath and I got ,all I need.nAnd it's cold and it slides, reaching out, reaching out on the insidenAnd it's clean and it's cold and it grows..on the Summer wind.nI try to be coldnBut it's no use causenShe's the fire and I'm the rosenAnd I feelnAnd I feed and I got, all I need.nAnd it's cold and it slides, reaching out, reaching out on the insidenAnd it's clean and it's cold and it grows..on the Summer wind.nCold on the Summer?nI try to be coldnBut it's no use causenShe's the fire and I'm the rosenI try to explodenShe cuts my fuse causenShe's the lock and I'm the loadnNothing's wrong, nothing's rightnWe stay inside to see the lightnI rest my soul on satellitenWhere not getting out of here alivenI try, I try, I try and I try I try,nI try, I try and I try, I try, I try