The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen.
A kingdom of isolation,
and it looks like Iām the Queen
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldnāt keep it in;
Heaven knows Iāve triedDonāt let them in,
donāt let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal, donāt feel,
donāt let them know
Well now they knowLet it go, let it go
Canāt hold it back anymore
:hm: