Snow Queen

<br>You remind me so much<br>Of her when you`re walking<br>Where everything`s perfect<br>And nobody`s talking<br><br>You`re a cushion uncrumpled<br>You`re a bed that`s unruffled<br>The finest bone china,<br>Bone china around<br><br>And I believe that the snow queen<br>Lives somewhere in the hills<br>She`s got the world on a string<br>Like white wine when it`s chilled<br><br>Arms are spread like icicles<br>Upon a frosted cake<br>The snow queen reigns in warm L.A.<br>Behind the cold black gates<br><br>Your talents are tested<br>They`re polished and they`re shaped<br>Your talents are wasted<br>On men of no taste<br><br>But how about proving<br>That passion means more than<br>A wardrobe of gowns, TV ratings,<br>A fragile waist, and a name