Little orphans in the snow
With nowhere to call a home
Start their singing, their singing
Waiting through the summertime
For their hearts to melt in time
That's why they're singing, they're singing
Waiting for the sun
To turn blood into wine
The sweet taste in your mouth
Turn bitter with its glass
It is right now
It is right now
It is right now
It is right now
Shattered fragments of the past
Feeding days of myth and dust
Like the neckline in your palm
Red and green replace the scene
Of a long forgotten dream
There were princes and there were kings
Now hidden in disguise
Cheap wrappings of lies
Keep your hearts alive
With a song from inside
Even though we're not alone
We are never on our own
When we're singing, singing
Oh, oh
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