“How did I get so cold?” the snow woman said
“When did these icicles fill my head?
My fingers turn so blue, so dark
The snow drifts fill up in my heart
Ice in my veins, cold running deep
Ice in my lungs, snowflakes I breathe
I stand on slush, it turns to ice
Frigid eyes and arctic bite.
I once knew warmth, heat, sun, goodwill
If I try hard I remember it still
But since you, all I feel is chill.