Another waste of time   Another sort of step along the way   A waste of time   A waste but an interest in delay   Was it all of a waste   Or was it fun   People fly far away      A waste of time   Almost not too clear a lesson not to play   Exercice perhaps in sensual decay   Hard to love and to see how the land lay   How to love, what to say      Gliding across thin ice   With nothing left to say   Gliding across thin ice   With nothing left to say   Gliding across thin ice   With nothing, nothing left to say      A waste of time   At least some company along the way   Great visions   Perhaps too fast too bright but anyway   And I'll be what you be   You wanna say   You think you wanna say   Gliding across thin ice   With nothing left to say   Gliding across thin ice   With nothing left to say   Gliding across thin ice   With nothing, nothing left to say      How to love and to see how the land lay   How to laugh, what to say   Gliding across thin ice   With nothing left to say   Gliding across thin ice   With nothing left to say   Gliding across thin ice   With nothing, nothing left to say