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.