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