The snow glows white on the moun tain to night; not a foot print to be seen.

A king dom of i so la tion, and it looks like I’m the queen.

The wind is howl ing like this swirl ing storm in side.

Could n’t keep it in, heav en knows I tried.

Don’t let them in, don’t let them see; be the good girl you al ways have to be.

Con ceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know...

Well, now they know.

Let it go,

let it go;

can’t am hold it back an y more.

Let it go,

let it go;

turn a way and slam the door.

I don’t care

what they’re going to say;

let the storm rage on.

The cold nev er both ered me an y way.

It’s fun ny how some dis tance makes ev ’ry thing seem small;

and the fears that once con trolled me can’t get to me at all.

It’s time to see what I can do, to test the lim its and break through.

No right, no wrong, no rules for me, I’m free!

Let it go,

My pow er flur ries through the air in to the ground.

My soul is spi ral ing in fro zen frac tals all a round.

And one thought crys tal liz es like an i cy blast:

I’m nev er go ing back; the past is in the past!

Let it go,

let it go,

and I’ll rise like the break of dawn.

Let it go,

let it go;

that per fect girl is gone.

Here I stand

in the light of day;

let the storm rage on.

The cold nev er both ered me an y way.