A lady dressed all in green and white   You had me at “hello”      Captivated by the light   That grasps you oh so tight   Please say that you’ll be mine   That you’ll be next in line      As I step outside into the cold, it feels like home   but home is just a still frame, one that I don’t own      The king’s court has but one outcast   So much further than it seems   Such a lonely pariah   Feeling totally unredeemed      As I step outside into the cold, it feels like home   but home is just a still frame, one that I don’t own