There is no shuffle There is no shuffle here Here on the North Pole On this quiet dome Sunshine on crystal And milky walls of ice All seem so fragile Under the polar sky
Cold in head But warm in the heart You could find pleasure You could find displeasure There is no sound here But the rumbling waves Of the polar sea
I know this anger burning inside of you And I'm afraid I can feel it too I know this anger burning inside of you There is an ice-floe between you and me
This is the place This is the only place Cold in the head Warm in the heart
There is no shuffle There is no shuffle here Here on the North Pole On this quiet dome Remember what they said You've got to go ahead Always ahead
