Hey Nikita Is It Cold
In Your Little Corner Of The World
You Could Roll Around The Globe
And Never Find A Warmer Soul To Know

Oh I Saw You By The Wall
Ten Of Your Tin Soldiers In A Row
With Eyes That Looked Like Ice On Fire
The Human Heart A Captive In The Snow

Oh Nikita You Will Never Know Anything About My Home
I'll Never Know How Good It Feels To Hold You
Nikita I Need You So
Oh Nikita Is The Other Side Of Any Given Line In Time
Counting Ten Tin Soldiers In A Row
Oh No, Nikita You'll Never Know

Do You Ever Dream Of Me
Do You Ever See 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 Gates No Longer Hold You In
And If You're Free To Make A Choice
Just Look Towards The West And Find A Friend