Walking On Thin Ice
Yoko Ono

Walking on thin ice
Iīm paying the price
For throwing 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 whatīs been said
And play the game of life with our hearts

I may cry some day
But the tears will dry whichever way
And when our hearts return to ashes
Itīll be just a story
Itīll be just a story

"I knew a girl
Who tried to walk across the lake
īCourse it was winter and all this was ice
Thatīs hell of a thing to do, you know
They say this lake is as big as the ocean
I wonder if she knew about it?"

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