The Feast lyrics
by The Tiger Lillies
The match girl dreams
To eat a feast for free
Served by waiters
The finest food to see
In beautiful bone china
Served the finest wines
While behind her
A grandfather clock will chime
To start, a soup
Hot, strong and clear
And then a steaming goose
Laughing with good cheer
Her family around her
Smiling, happy, kind
All dressed in the finest clothes
And having a good time
The match girl dreams
The match girl dreams
Around her
The laughter does not cease
An open fire
Burning in the grate
And for a while
Her heart it does not break
The match girl dreams
The match girl dreams
The match girl dreams
The match girl dreams
The match girl dreams