| The streets are empty.
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| Inside it’s warm.
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| His hands are shaking.
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| They locked the door.
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| A voice is calling.
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| Asking to get in.
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| All he wanted was a toy.
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| All he needed was a gentle heart
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| To lead him through the dark
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| When his dreams are running wild
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| Boy and the ghost
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| Fire’s not burning
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| The lights went out
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| The lights went out
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| Big family dinner
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| The untold pain
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| Their eyes are sparkling on his frozen face.
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| Angel’s calling asking to get in All he wanted was a toy.
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| All he needed was a gentle heart
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| To lead him through the dark
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| When there’s nowhere left to fall.
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| Boy and the ghost
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| His eyes are burning
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| The lights went out
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| The dream is on.
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| Wake up, wake up:
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| There’s an Angel in the snow.
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| Look up, look up:
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| It’s a frightened dead boy
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| With so much hate, such bad dreams.
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| He could have seen
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| The toy’s the key, but no one saw, no one saw
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| All he wanted was a toy.
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| All he needed was a gentle heart
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| To lead him through the dark
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| Boy and the ghost
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| Despero, solitas, debilis, desolo.
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| Despero, solitas, debilis, desolo.
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| When there’s nowhere left to fall.
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| Nowhere to hide
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| The silence is hurting
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| Inside it’s cold. |
| Sleep or die.
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| Nowhere to go, Nowhere to hide.
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| His light went out. |