Mother: Mama loves her baby, and Daddy loves you too.

And the sea may look warm to you baby,

And the sky may look blue.

Ooooh, babe.

Ooooh, baby, blue.

Ooooh, babe.



Pink: If you should go skating

On the Thin Ice of modern life,

Dragging behind you the silent reproach

Of a million tear stained eyes,

Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice

Appears under your feet.

You slip out of your depth and out of your mind

With your fear flowing out behind you,

As you claw at the thin ice.