A Balladeer Lyrics
"Poor Little Match Boy"

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when I'm cold on a winter night
I play with matches
each and everyone I light
becomes a flame so warm and bright

and in the glow before my eyes
I have everything I need
until the light and fantasies
turns out to be a spark dies
This song is from the album "December".