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