Tarja. My Winter Storm. Boy And The Ghost. Zeneszám

The streets are empty
inside it's warm
his hands are shaking
they lock the door
a voice is calling
asking to get in
all he wanted was a toy
all he needed was a gentle heart
to lead him through the dark
when his dreams are running wild
boy and the ghost
fire's not burning
the lights went out
the lights went out
big family dinner
the untold pain
there eyes are sparkling
on his frozen face
angels calling
asking to get in
all he wanted was a toy
all he needed was a gentle heart
to lead him through the dark
when there's nowhere left to fall
boy and the ghost
his eyes are burning
the lights went out
the dreamy snow
wake up, wake up
there's an angel in the snow
look up, look up
it's a frightened boy
with so much hate
such bad dreams
he could have seen
they [..] the key
but no one saw
no one saw
all he wanted was a toy
all he needed was a [..] heart
to lead him through the dark
boy and the ghost
when there's nowhere to go
nowhere to hide
the silence is burning
inside it's cold
sleep all die
nowhere to go
nowhere to hide
his light went out