My lips are cold,
My skin saturated with ice
Waiting for you to creep open the door into my frozen paradise.
My eyes so blue
My soul tired of the old, wants that brand new
My body theirs no circulation
Of blood that I need so much,
Are you going to warm me up with that one touch
Wait, how do I know, you won’t do what the last has done,
Your image shows you care,
Your reputations, still unknown
Do I dare, try something with you,
are you going to warm me up, or shatter my glass
Real rap, take my hand
And show me why I should open my igloo
And let you in, so you can heat up something that needs it
Only in my zone, I can put in down
But first you must spread your love around my body
Show me, that your qualify for the position…