Eyes of glass.
Heart of Stone.
Staring up where no stars shown.
Skin like ice upon your touch,
Hair like gold, but not too much.
A taste of salt upon her cheek,
A child at play is what she will seek.
For shes a child unlike the rest, because she's not real,
She did her best.
Eyes of glass...
A heart of stone
porcelain doll...
You should have known.