A lonely puppet on the shelf,
With nothing but himself
He was left and forgotten, by the boy who was his owner.
But he couldn't remember when it was over.
As the boy aged, so did he
He was nothing but a happy memory.
The boy no longer played with him, once he grew.
But that's was fine, as long as he knew
The boy was happy
......
A lonely puppet on the shelf,
With nothing but himself
He was left and forgotten, by the boy who was his owner.
But he couldn't remember when it was over.
As the boy aged, so did he
He was nothing but a happy memory.
The boy no longer played with him, once he grew.
But that's was fine, as long as he knew
The boy was happy
......