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