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