You don't even know the tip of my iceberg

It's scary but true, that I don't even know you.

I'm very scared of what our boat might hit

The Titanic of knowledge sinking slowly into oblivion.

I propose we get Mr. Greenhouse on our side

After all, ice may kill us all

But we can drink until the sun comes up

Melt into my arms and I'll melt into yours

We can drip into the sea of love.

Getting acquainted never felt so good.