An unwilling sailor adrift from Arctic waters, o-oh
As the water gets warmer, my iceberg gets smaller, o-oh
As he pours more petrol on, he feels no fear
As the flames get nearer, his thoughts get clearer, o-oh

A blue-white polar bear arrives at the end, o-oh
Diverting his attention, his feelings froze over, oh
I'm only a runaway AWOL at the logical start
Not present in the present, overboard with limited future, future

And I'm standing alone, still getting a thrill
While the ship is afloat, he's losing his boat, o-oh