There’s a little toy standing in the corner shop
And he’s trying to believe
He’s been dreaming at night of the perfect child
But then no one came for him
He was so close to crying
He was so close to giving in again
There’s a little toy standing in the corner shop
And he’s trying hard to breathe
Staring outside at a world gone by thinking
What am I to be?
He was so close to crying
He was so close to feeling something
Tell me why does my little heart wanna try
But the tears don’t seem to come
I really don’t have the will to carry on
Just when I see my own reflection
I hate what I’ve become
Father what have I done wrong?
There’s a little toy standing in the corner shop
And he’s trying to be seen
He wonders if there’s heaven out there for him,
Old play thing
He was so close to trying
He was so close to feeling nothing
Tell me why does my little heart wanna try
But the tears don’t seem to come
I really don’t have the will to carry on
Just when I see my own reflection
I hate what I’ve become
Father what have I done wrong?
What if we die?
What do we remember?
What if we died?
Would it be better?
I’m lost without you
I’m lost without you
I’m lost without you