Sparkling words of scented love Raining rings of roses from above, from above Soda froth is from her lips Dripping down onto her satin slip, ugly sh** Snowgirl, melting in the sun You made a fool of everyone And as you flow into the sea You turn the tide of luck for me Weaving little webs of peace Velvet vulpine in her golden fleece, golden fleece Silver sheep to cross her palms Deformed dandies decorate her arms, with their charms Snowgirl, melting in the sun You made a fool of everyone And as you flow into the sea You turn the tide of luck for me And everything I touch turns to gold, to gold And everybody I've touched I have sold Where is my soul Where is my soul Eyes of envy green that weep Icy tears that fall on icy cheeks, icy cheeks And when the witches gather round Snowgirl's just a pool upon the ground, on the ground Snowgirl, melting in the sun You made a fool of everyone And as you flow into the sea You turn the tide of luck for me And everything I touch turns to gold, to gold And everybody I've touched I have sold Where is my soul Where is my soul Oh, Snowgirl