(Blackmore/Glover/Turner/Lord/Paice) 5.42
Got your finger on the trigger
Your cold eyes taking aim
You took a shot at my heart
Let the bullets fly
Tell me has one of them got my name
What about the heartache
What about the emptiness inside
It doesn't just fade away
Turning the knife
How much can I bleed
The cut runs deep
I can't find no salvation
Can't find no healing touch
Reaching out for mercy
A stranger in your eyes
I want you too much
What about the heartache
What about the emptiness inside
It doesn't just fade away
Turning the knife
How much can I bleed
The cut runs deepa fish is fast
and jimmy's cast
hang me
a white moon's hot
the other side's not
hang me
it's not time for me to go
it's not time for me to go
my eyes have turned
just the colour of diamonds
just the colour
the frayed colour of ice
my eyes have turned
just the colour of diamonds
just the colour
the frayed colour of ice