Litle girl

(Verse 1) In the cold of winter's bite, under the pale streetlight, A little girl with matches stood, in the silence of the night. Her cheeks were touched by frost, her tiny shoes were lost, But hope flickered in her heart, no matter what the cost. (Chorus) Strike a match, one, two, three, let the flames set you free, In the warmth of their glow, let your dreams grow and be. For every spark in the night, may it guide you to the light, Little match girl, find your way, through the cold of winter's day. (Verse 2) With each match that she lit, visions would brightly flit, Of feasts, and warmth, and joy, around the Christmas kit. But as the flame would die, so would the fantasy fly, Leaving her in the dark, with a silent, lonely sigh. (Chorus) Strike a match, one, two, three, let the flames set you free, In the warmth of their glow, let your dreams grow and be. For every spark in the night, may it guide you to the light, Little match girl, find your way, through the cold of winter's day. (Bridge) As the snow gently falls, and the distant church bell calls, She sees a shooting star, as another match departs. "Make a wish," she hears it say, "I'll take your dreams far away, (Verse 3) In the silence of the snow, where the lost and lonely go, The little match girl dreams, in the streetlamp's gentle glow. Each match is a tale, a small but mighty sail, On an ocean of white, in the winter's endless gale. (Chorus) Strike a match, one, two, three, let the flames set you free, In the warmth of their glow, let your dreams grow and be. For every spark in the night, may it guide you to the light, Little match girl, find your way, through the cold of winter's day. (Verse 4) No more tears to weep, she's found the joy she'll keep, In visions of the night, as the world is fast asleep. With each match's end, she's found a timeless friend, In the stars above, where all the lights blend. (Chorus) Strike a match, one, two, three, let the flames set you free, In the warmth of their glow, let your dreams grow and be. For every spark in the night, may it guide you to the light, Little match girl, find your way, through the cold of winter's day. (Outro) Now the dawn breaks new, with a soft and rosy hue, The little match girl's gone, to a place where dreams come true. In the heart of the sky, where the soft clouds lie, She's a star now shining bright, in the winter's quiet night. (Chorus) Strike a match, one, two, three, let the flames set you free, In the warmth of their glow, let your dreams grow and be. For every spark in the night, may it guide you to the light, Little match girl, find your way, through the cold of winter's day. (Outro) Now the dawn breaks new, with a soft and rosy hue, The little match girl's gone, to a place where dreams come true. In the heart of the sky, where the soft clouds lie, She's a star now shining bright, in the winter's quiet night.