So many years ago, many more than I'd Even care to bear in my mind From the darkest of all places I found you
All the limbs in their right places And a heart made of real gold Sell me your little doll, oh sir, I ask you kind
Every night I returned to watch them The master and the puppet in the show He said: "Oh, no, I cannot sell him... Priceless he is, masterpiece of mine"
Please, sell me your puppet, sir Name your price, oh please, Whatever you may ask, Tenfold the price I pay
"Did I not make it clear? This debate is over I will never part from this puppet, my son..."
With hungry eyes I followed them all night The blind master and the puppet he had made "No, sir, to sell is not my will!" The doll is mine, even if I have to kill...
So it shall be... if this is what it takes "Greed is truly blinder than me..." "Heart of gold is what you wish for?" "So, this little boy... wants to be... a puppet, for real..."
So I have the golden heart Now only needing the voice of the master Never feel hunger, never grow older My dream was to be a star in a real puppet show
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It's so hard to remember my life The times before the show Can I ever cut off the strings? "Take a bow, now dance and sing..." (Sing!)
Would you turn to a child again? "No, never, I am your Guide" You can see a small grin on the face Of the master, when the puppet's in his place
Be careful what you wish for Wishes might come alive The twines are pulling me every day and night... The show, the glitter and all the fame I'd give away for a life Some things can end with a word, they say This only ends with a sharp knife (Knife!)�
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