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´d return 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´s 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 a 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!
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 me to 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 of 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