Pet Shop Boys - Walking On Thin Ice текст песни

For 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 someday
But the tears will dry whichever way
And when our hearts return to ashes
It'll be just a story, it'll be just a story