• I was made,
    to bring little girls laughter.
    I'm dressed up
    from head to toe
    in a pretty little dress
    and a tiny bow.

    As the girls grow
    I stay young
    they put me away.....

    I'm locked up
    in a wood and glass prison.
    Surround by china
    and I am put to look out
    and watch them grow

    I stay young
    they grow old
    everything changes insight
    they grow old
    I stay young
    but now the dust is making me fade

    My face is the same
    but my clothes are faded
    I wish for them to change me
    but was I put up here to be forgotten?
    Am I here to become rotten?
    I wish that someone would look at me
    I wish of them would smile at me
    and remember the days we played.

    I stay young forever
    they grow and die whenever
    I will stay in this glass and wood prison
    forgotten and left to collect dust
    I will always watch them grow old
    and I will stay here forever