Cliff Richard

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I'm just a little tin soldier in your hands
I'm good for nothing but to obey your commands
You'll never really love me, I know
So wind me up, let me go

I'm just a play-thing till you see someone else
And then you leave me alone on the shelf
But even tin soldiers have hearts, don't you know
So wind me up, let me go

You don't really need me
You have a hundred other toys
And teardrops don't look good
In the eyes of soldier boys
So pick me up and hold me one more time
That's just consolation for this heart of mine
Whisper the sweet words to the one that loves you so
Then wind me up, let me go
Then wind me up, let me go