Texty: Ray Price. This Cold War With You.

The sun goes down
It leaves me sad and blue
The iron curtain falls on
This cold war with you

For you won't speak
And I won't speak, it's true
Two stubborn people
With a cold war to go through

Why, oh why should love ever
Come to couples like you and me?
Whose cold, cold wars are never done
And whose hearts just can't be free

So let's make up or
Let's just say we're through
I just can't stand another
Cold, cold war with you

Why, oh why should love ever come?