As a Child

As a child

You have a doll

You see this doll

Sitting in her chairYou watch her face

Her knees apart

Her eyes of glass

In a secretive stareShe seems to

She seems to

She seems to

Have a lifeShe seems to

She seems to

She seems to

Have a lifePick up a stick

Dig up a crack

Dirt in the street

Becomes a townAll of the people

Depend on you

Not to hurt them

Or bang the stick downAnd they seem to

They seem to

They seem to

Have a lifeThey seem to

They seem to

They seem to

Have a lifeAs a child

You see yourself

And wonder why?

Can't seem to moveHand on the doorknob

Feel like a thing

One foot on sidewalk

Too much to proveAnd you learn to

You learn to

You learn to

Have a lifeYou learn to

You learn to

You learn to

Have a life