Stephin Merritt - The Little Matchstick Girl lyrics
[Stephin Merritt - The Little Matchstick Girl lyrics]
So she lights another match
But soon the spark is gone
So she lights another match and lives on
And she sees a stove of brass
How warm it's fire burns!
But the match goes out alas, cold returns
So she lights another flame
And sees a table strewn
With dried fruit and meat and game
Bright as noon then, more splendid to behold
The goose hops from the plate
And walks forth, and then it's cold
Dark, and late
And another tiny light
She sees a Christmas tree
All lit up with colors bright and pretty
Then the Christmas lights rise higher
"A falling star!" she sighs
Then there is no other fire and she dies
But soon the spark is gone
So she lights another match and lives on
And she sees a stove of brass
How warm it's fire burns!
But the match goes out alas, cold returns
So she lights another flame
And sees a table strewn
With dried fruit and meat and game
Bright as noon then, more splendid to behold
The goose hops from the plate
And walks forth, and then it's cold
Dark, and late
And another tiny light
She sees a Christmas tree
All lit up with colors bright and pretty
Then the Christmas lights rise higher
"A falling star!" she sighs
Then there is no other fire and she dies