Kristoff:
Again, you're gone
Off on a different path than mine
I'm left behind

Wondering if I should follow
You had to go
And, of course, it's always fine
I probably could catch up with you tomorrow

But is this what it feels like
To be growing apart?

When did I become the one
Who's always chasing your heart?

Now I turn around and find
I am lost in the woods
North is south, right is left
When you're gone

I'm the one who sees you home
But now I'm lost in the woods
And I don't know what path you are on
I'm lost in the woods

Up 'til now
The seguinte step was a pergunta of how
I never thought it was a pergunta of whether...