You remind me so much
Of her when youЂ™re walking
Where everythingЂ™s perfect
And nobodyЂ™s talking
YouЂ™re a cushion uncrumpled
YouЂ™re a bed thatЂ™s unruffled
If I was bone china,
Bone china around
And I believe that the snow queen
Lives somewhere in the hills
SheЂ™s got the world on a string
Like white wine when itЂ™s chilled
Arms are spread like icicles
Upon a frosted cake
The snow queen reigns in a warmer land
Behind the cold black gates
Your talons are tested
TheyЂ™re polished and theyЂ™re shaved
Your talents are wasted
On men of no taste
But how about proving
That passion means more than
A wardrobe of gowns, tv ratings,
A fragile waist, and a name