The Last Polar Bear

What if you were the last polar bear?
And I was a small patch of snow
Would we be lonely?
Would you find me?
A gentle footprint, carefully chosen
Moving slowly towards to the snow
I’m blindly waiting, urging you forward
Tonight we don’t have to be alone
And there is nothing left to see for miles and miles
When the tide comes in
And never goes out
When the tide comes in
When the tide comes in
What if you were the last polar bear?
And I was a small patch of snow
As the North Star lights our meeting
You watch as I melt in your hand