I’m In Love With the Tip of Your Iceberg

I’m in love with the tip of your iceberg
And I wonder, will I ever see the rest?
I'm certain that your fathoms are unfathomable
What do you keep there, in the deep there?
Please don’t make me guess
Baby, oh please don't make me guess

Well sure, love is an ice world
But those are waters I really oughta test
But sometimes I fall in love too fast, too hard, too early
Prematurely, before I know the facts

Sometimes I fall for a figure head
The face by which are sailor’s lead
I forget the gals are made of flesh
The beauty often masks a mess
Baby you've got me frantic

What's it gonna take to get romantic?
Must you always play the glacier, must I play Titanic?
I’m in love with the tip of your iceberg
And I long to know whats going on below
Do I deserve this? to see below your surface?
I get so nervous that your touch will be so cold

Some boys like their mystery
But I'd rather know
Some boys prefer the curtain to the show
Some boys will put you on a pedestal, just to look up your skirt
Not me, no I don’t wanna get hurt
But I'm in love with the tip of your iceberg