A Cold Question

Alaska Is what her parents named her Cause when her parents named her they were baked I think that They must have had a premonition Cause I'm sittin' round here wishing Her excuses weren't half-baked But when the air turns cold I think I'll ask her once again Alaska Is what her parents called her But who would want a daughter cold as ice? And although I've begged her to reconsider I'm doubting she'll deliver Cause the summer's not so nice But when the air's no longer gold I'll ask her once again Snow is convenient For sledding and skiing For playing but not for keeping in your heart Alaska, sincerely, I'm waning, I'm freezing To sleep or to death Before we even start Before we even start Before we even start Resuscitate me, please restart my heart Alaska Has a problem with commitment No kidding But when the air turns cold I think I'll ask her once again