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