The Icicle Melts

The Cranberries

No Need To Argue

When, when will the icicle melt, the icicle, icicle?
And when, when will the picture show end, the picture show, picture show?
I should not have read the paper today
'Cause a child, child, child, child, he was taken away, taken away

There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother who cried
And she will hold him in her arms, sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long

How could you hurt a child, how could you hurt a child?
Now, does this make you satisfied, satisfied, satisfied?
I don't know what's happening to people today
When a child, child, child, child, he was taken away, taken away

There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother that cried
And she will hold him in her arms, sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long

There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother that cried
And you will hold him in your arms, sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long, too long

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