The Thin Ice
Momma loves her baby
And Daddy loves her, too
And the sea may look warm to ya, Baby
And the sky may look blue
Baby
Baby Blue
Baby
If you should go skating
On the thin ice of modern life
Dragging behind you the silent reproach
Of a million tear-stained eyes
Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice
Appears under your feet
You slip out of your depth and out of your mind
With your fear flowing out from behind you
As you claw the ice
Autor(es): WATERS, ROGER
