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drifting snows searching plains and high 
turning stones as she looks for the heart 
somebody stole 

she knows the violation, 
in lovers arms without occasion 
but who knows where to find a true heart for lady ice 

mesmerised in the candle flame 
compromised by the cruel bands of steel 
around her breasts 

she knows the desolation 
of lovers arms their isolation 
but who knows where to find the true heart for lady ice 

lady's eyes slip away to the part she plays in school 
she knows of roles and hide-aways, 
suppose she knows but turns away 
she knows where to find a true heart for lady ice... 

lady ice, step outside your soul. 
lady ice, do you know that the world is frightened too?