I'm filling up and all the ice that's around me
Is dripping and it's getting on the floor
Soaking and warming the room up
And the fog is clearing drifting towards the door
Through which a warmth and red and yellow light
Getting closer filling up the air
Swirling and twisting in the doorframe
I am walking closer trying to see who's there
Still amazing seeing you
Still amazing holding your hand
How it very gently moves
How its a part of you
Bathed in light and still so nervous
We were close we could do this