Cold like ice cream On a summer's day Cold to the touch, babe In the sweetest way Joy and the spark Return to my fingers And return, there is sweetness Joy and the spark Blue is the colour Of our precious down And the gold and the silver Circle, round as one Joy and the spark Return to my fingers And return there is sweetness Joy and the spark Joy and the spark Return to my fingers And return, there is sweetness Joy and the spark Joy and the spark Return to my fingers And return, there is sweetness Joy and the spark Joy and the spark Return to my fingers And return, there is sweetness Joy and the spark