Frigid are the waters in the depth of my soul,
Creatures unknown lurk beneath the surface,
I sit on an island in the middle of the lake, waiting,
For someone to show up with a purpose,

I'm waiting, oh I'm waiting,
For someone oh so bold,
I'm waiting, oh I'm waiting,
For someone willing to brave the cold,

And secretly I'm hoping,
That person might be you,
For braving your cold waters in return,
Is something I could do.