Trapped in Antarctica

I long to hold your hand every second of my life

I long to give your lips laughter, your eyes smiles

I know it sounds cliche, but would you be my wife?

Because for you, just for you...I'll cover miles...

I will be Sinbad and sail the seven seas

I'll do all this and more, if you say yes please..

But I hope in vain,trapped in Antarctica

For she is duchess of ice,queen of her city of frost

if wishes were birds, I'll fly away with her

To a place where wishes were really birds and scars were dust

For behind her bars of icy wounds,behind the cold pack

Is a heart yearning love, frigid from years of lack

I will start today by holding her hand

I will make a fool of myself just to make her laugh

And when the times is right, I will buy a golden band

Because believe it or not, she's my better half

I love her, you see...with my heart and all my being

My dear Antarctica, your heart is mine for the keeping