Nikita
Hey, Nikita is it cold,
in your little corner of the world?
You could roll around the globe
and never find a warmer soul to know.
Oh, I saw you by the wall,
ten of your tin soldiers in a row.
With eyes that looked like ice on fire,
the human heart a captive in the snow.
Oh, Nikita you will never know,
anything about my home.
I'll never know how good it feels to hold you.
Nikita, I need you so.
Oh, Nikita is the other side,
of any given line in time.
Counting ten tin soldiers in a row,
oh no, Nikita, you'll never know.
Do you ever dream of me?
Do you ever see the letters that I write?
When you look up through the wire,
Nikita, do you count the stars at night?
And if there comes a time,
guns and gates no longer hold you in.
And if you're free to make a choice,
just look towards the west and find a friend.
Oh, Nikita you will never know,
anything about my home.
I'll never know how good it feels to hold you.
Nikita, I need you so.
Oh, Nikita is the other side,
of any given line in time.
Counting ten tin soldiers in a row,
oh no, Nikita, you'll never know.
Lyrics send: midistudio
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