6. Sonata Arctica - The Boy Who Wanted To Be A Real PuppetSo many years ago, many more than I'dEven care to bear in my mindFrom the darkest of all places I found youAll the limbs in their right placesand a heart made of real goldSell me your little doll, oh sir, I ask you kind.Every night I'd return to watch themThe 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 nightThe 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 heartNow only needing the voice of the masterNever feel hunger, never grow olderMy 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 faceOf the master, when the puppet's in his placeBe careful of what you wish forWishes might come aliveThe twines are pulling me every day and night...The show, the glitter and all the fameI'd give away for a lifeSome things can end with a word, they sayThis only ends with a sharp knife. Knife!___________________________The lyrics are the property of the respective authors, artists and labels. The lyrics are provided for educational purposes only. If you like the song, please buy relative CD to support Sonata Arctica.

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