Calor?

De que calor me hablan... si ella es un tempano de hielo...

Over the sea and far away
She's waiting like an iceberg
Waiting to change
But she's cold inside
She wants to be like the water
...
... Can you help me?
Can you let me go?
And can you still love me
When you can't see me anymore?
And the fire fades away...

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