Who Is She?

A girl walks in, she shoots a gun
Who is she?
She doesn't cry, she doesn't run
Who is she?
What clouds her pretty face with hate?
What brought her to this fevered state?
To shoot a royal magistrate?
Who is she?
(Spoken)
You damn fool! You know what you just did?

I shot the wrong man

She seems to know him far too well
Why would she?
As if she holds him in some spell
Why should she?
Too young to need a man like that
A crass, conniving bureaucrat
Unless...
Is this a lover's spat?
How could she?
The blaze in her eyes
A storm on the rise
Defiant and daring
How wondrous the thrill
To follow your will
Without even caring
A criminal evades arrest
How does she?
She flees the scene and none protest
Who was she?
The orchestra resumes the beat
The servants pour Chateau Lafitte
She fades into a winter street
And no one seems to care
Who is she?
Was she ever there?
The branches of the moonlit trees conceal her
Yet somehow in a sudden breeze I feel her
A touch of danger in the air
Invisible, but everywhere
Then gone the moment that it's there
A shadow on the snow
The drama has passed
It's quiet at last
No storm in the making
So why do I stand
Still clenching my hands
To stop them from shaking?
Who is she?
Who is she?
Who is she?