Your tears are down and so crass
  Because all you wanted was a touch from the face
  Try to find a feeling nothing and wondering why
  And the snow queen turned into a princess of ice
  Braving cold and staring cooly aloof as you die

  Under the Ice

  Please, an ill wind blows no one good
  A hurricane in disguise
  And it sings you a song you find appealing inside
  Waits around until you've learned to sing like a fool
  It's a wind that lingers long enough to be fed
  Takes away the woman, leaves you hung in a blue sea of cool