If I'd listened to my bones I'd have learned this long ago There's dark matter in between The snow that falls on city streets And upon those silent walks Footsteps that are my own I leave them there to wait Sure to be shoveled away So how will you remember The weight of passing days Well, I'll tell myself stories While the truth within them fade Dreams that I have had Drift along throughout the day Like a cloud I caught and held too tight And so it turned to rain I loved you like a child And every word I said, I meant And still you call me snow queen So no, I will not warm your hands We lost our bone heat Call me your snow queen