Walking On Thin Ice

Walking on thin ice

I'm paying the price

Of throwing the dice in the air

Why must we learn it the hard way

And play the game of life with your heart

I gave you my knife

You gave me my life

Like a gush of wind in my hair

Why do we forget what's been said

And play the game of life with our hearts

I may cry some day

But tears will dry whichever way

And when our hearts returns to ashes

It will be just a story

It will be just a story

I knew a girl who tried to walk across the lake

'Course it was winter and all of this was ice

A terrible thing to do

They say the lake is as big as the ocean

I wonder if she knew