She lives in a porcelain doll paradise,
reality clouds her eyes,
(Only when it's dark inside).
Time flew yet never stopped,
she wonders how it passed her by.
Although tomorrows gone,
It will still be today,
(in her mind).
And forever would not be long enough,
to speak what she had to say.
Like leaves with no tree,
with nothing to rest on ,
down and falling she sways.
