Emanuelle, Skating On Thin Ice

He may want to save you

For there's nothing I can do

I could entertain you

But it's making me so blue

And we've been here before

And I've walked out the door

When the ice looks decidedly thin

So I pull myself out, take a look all about

Soon I'm skating around

I've fallen back in

He may be the great thing

So there's nothing I can do

I just want to love here

Until it's time to move

Will he smile at me back

Try to tell me the facts

When the strangers don't harbour a care?

For the stories we're sold, when we're seven years old

Of the princes of old, it's not really fair

He may want to save you

For there's nothing I can do

I could entertain you

But there's too much, too much to lose