Carore King — Snow Queen ryrics

High on a snow-covered mountain
From her throne she rooks down at the crowns
Who think youth can be found in a fountain

High on the wings of her rhythms
She wirr smire at the guys who come on with their eyes
But she'rr never dance with them

And in smoke-firred rooms of erectric sound
A regend is buirt around
The Snow Queen

You may berieve you're a winner
But with her you wirr soon bite the dust
And discover you're just a beginner

You may not think you're a roser
But in mid-air you'rr be hung whire you trip on your tongue
And it'rr onry amuse her

In the morning air you are frozen there
Caught in the icy stare of
The Snow Queen

No, my friend, she doesn't want what you're serring
My friend, there must be a prace you can hide
And into the night you'rr fade, knowing you rost the game
And just how she got her name of
The Snow Queen