Soft wispy sky
Crisp, crunchy snow
Sharp, brisk air
And the Blues
Can leave you cold
Cold to the bone
And I,
Well, I,
I am the Ice Queen
And tonight, I glide
Across the icy plains
To shatter your heart
Each jagged little piece
You can keep
I only liked it
for the sound it makes
It’s the only music
That makes me smile
It leaves you cold
Cold to the bone
And I,
Well, I,
I am the Ice Queen
And I glide…