“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 come the time
guns and gates non 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.
Oh Nikita you will never know,
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.
Nikita, counting ten tin soldiers in a row.
Nikita, counting ten tin soldiers in a row.
Nikita, counting ten tin soldiers in a row…”
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