Thin Ice کے بول

Carmine red as the cheeks on the girls On frosted lakes making ice-skater-whirls We like that the nights here are blacker than coal I like you but I'm scared of your coldness Give me a sigh I can't find out alone Give me a hand I can't stand on my own We're walking on thin ice My heart's in the wrong side, the right side Naked trees wave at me from the hills Ice-cold breezes are giving me chills Short days Confidence sneaks indoors Can't read you - do want me no more? Give me a sign...etc We're walking on thin ice My heart's on the right side, the right side... Listen to the roaring of the storm Childhood-emptiness in rare form My heart's in the wrong side of my chest I'm missing the wrong one, I guess