From the recording Frost Silhouette

A graceful frost silhouette of a lady emerges in moonlight — her form delicate yet timeless, edges shimmering like frozen lace, capturing both elegance and mystery in the chill of evening.

Lyrics

Curves in the dark, white frost on your gown,
Short curls like whispers, never making a sound.
Neck arched like moonlight on a frozen sea,
Shoulders of crystal, calling quietly to me.

Black night holds you still, a cameo so pure,
Every edge is winter, every breath unsure.

Frost silhouette, you're the chill I can't touch,
Dancing in shadows, saying not quite enough.
White on black forever, beauty carved in ice,
You're the ghost of December, paying love's cold price.

Eyes like hidden glaciers, hair in frozen waves,
One step from melting, one breath from the crave.
Black canvas cradles you, no color dares intrude,
You're the winter's secret, nothing is crude.

If I reach through the cold, will you shimmer and fade?
Or stay as my phantom, in this midnight parade?
Frost on your silhouette, don't thaw away...

Frost silhouette, you're the chill I can't touch,
Dancing in shadows, saying not quite enough.
White on black forever, beauty carved in ice,
You're the ghost of December, paying love's cold price.

White curls in the void, shoulders soft and stark,
My frosty silhouette, lighting up the dark.