Poor Little Match Boy Songtext
von a balladeer
Poor Little Match Boy Songtext
When I′m cold on a winter night
I play with matches
Each and everyone I light
Becomes a flame so warm and bright
And in the glow before my eyes
I have everything I need
Until the light and fantasies
Turns out to be a spark that dies
I play with matches
Each and everyone I light
Becomes a flame so warm and bright
And in the glow before my eyes
I have everything I need
Until the light and fantasies
Turns out to be a spark that dies
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