| The streets are empty. |
| Inside it’s warm. |
| His hands are shaking. |
| They locked 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 |
| Their eyes are sparkling on his frozen face. |
| Angel’s 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 dream is on. |
| Wake up, wake up: |
| There’s an Angel in the snow. |
| Look up, look up: |
| It’s a frightened dead boy |
| With so much hate, such bad dreams. |
| He could have seen |
| The toy’s the key, but no one saw, no one saw |
| All he wanted was a toy. |
| All he needed was a gentle heart |
| To lead him through the dark |
| Boy and the ghost |
| Despero, solitas, debilis, desolo. |
| Despero, solitas, debilis, desolo. |
| When there’s nowhere left to fall. |
| Nowhere to hide |
| The silence is hurting |
| Inside it’s cold. Sleep or die. |
| Nowhere to go, Nowhere to hide. |
| His light went out. |