Frozen Freuchen

Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it in anymore
Let it go, let it go
Let it curl up on the floor

I’ve been trapped for several hours
Underneath all this snow
And maybe it's the frostbite talking
And the lack of air too

Say goodbye (say goodbye)
To the cold and the ice
We don't have to stay here anymore

I’m gonna make a door
I'm gonna make a door with you
(With me?) With poo
(That's me!) With poo
I'm gonna make a door

Can I say something crazy? Will you marry me?
(Can I say something even crazier? You are talking to a poo.)