The Ice Is Getting Thinner

We're not the same dear as we used to be

The seasons have changed and so have we

There was little we could say and even less we could do

To stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you

We bury our love in the windsory grave

along came the snow that was all that remained

but we stayed by its side as the days turned to weeks

and the ice kept getting thinner with every word that we'd speak

and when spring arrived

we were taken by surprise when the flows under our feet

led into the sea

nothing was left for you and me

We're not the same dear

and it seems to me

there's more where we can go

with nothing underneath

and it saddens me to say

but we both know well it's true

that the ice was getting thinner

under me and you

the ice was getting thinner

under me and you