| Song | Frozen |
| Artist | Eldritch |
| Album | Blackenday |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| What is going on? You're packing all your bags | |
| So why are you getting outta my place? | |
| What is going wrong? And how could I go on? | |
| And tell me why you changed your face… | |
| Come back, turn the eye on me | |
| Put me in the middle of the scene | |
| WILL YOU COME HOME AGAIN | |
| TO WARM ME WITH YOUR RAYS? | |
| WILL YOU TURN YOUR BEAMS ON ME | |
| TO KEEP THE FROST AWAY? | |
| How could I stand tall and never give it up? | |
| And how come all these odds on me? | |
| Now this persecution is an institution | |
| Will I ever have some peace? | |
| Come back, turn the eye on me | |
| Put me in the middle of the scene | |
| WILL YOU COME HOME AGAIN | |
| TO WARM ME WITH YOUR RAYS? | |
| WILL YOU TURN YOUR BEAMS ON ME | |
| TO KEEP THE FROST AWAY? |
| What is going on? You' re packing all your bags | |
| So why are you getting outta my place? | |
| What is going wrong? And how could I go on? | |
| And tell me why you changed your face | |
| Come back, turn the eye on me | |
| Put me in the middle of the scene | |
| WILL YOU COME HOME AGAIN | |
| TO WARM ME WITH YOUR RAYS? | |
| WILL YOU TURN YOUR BEAMS ON ME | |
| TO KEEP THE FROST AWAY? | |
| How could I stand tall and never give it up? | |
| And how come all these odds on me? | |
| Now this persecution is an institution | |
| Will I ever have some peace? | |
| Come back, turn the eye on me | |
| Put me in the middle of the scene | |
| WILL YOU COME HOME AGAIN | |
| TO WARM ME WITH YOUR RAYS? | |
| WILL YOU TURN YOUR BEAMS ON ME | |
| TO KEEP THE FROST AWAY? |
| What is going on? You' re packing all your bags | |
| So why are you getting outta my place? | |
| What is going wrong? And how could I go on? | |
| And tell me why you changed your face | |
| Come back, turn the eye on me | |
| Put me in the middle of the scene | |
| WILL YOU COME HOME AGAIN | |
| TO WARM ME WITH YOUR RAYS? | |
| WILL YOU TURN YOUR BEAMS ON ME | |
| TO KEEP THE FROST AWAY? | |
| How could I stand tall and never give it up? | |
| And how come all these odds on me? | |
| Now this persecution is an institution | |
| Will I ever have some peace? | |
| Come back, turn the eye on me | |
| Put me in the middle of the scene | |
| WILL YOU COME HOME AGAIN | |
| TO WARM ME WITH YOUR RAYS? | |
| WILL YOU TURN YOUR BEAMS ON ME | |
| TO KEEP THE FROST AWAY? |