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