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Porcelain Child

Porcelain Child (Tiny Dancer)    Ritchie

She spins inside her music box,

A dance for all to see,
But there's one thing that you can't know of

She longs so to be free.

Her slender arms grow weary and heavy

Yet she holds the perfect pose,
Her body is exhausted already
From standing on her toes.

Chorus:

Round and round and round she goes

Where she stops... she never knows

She uses gold to paint her face

Pretending pleasure, dressed in lace

She wraps a sheet around her lightly

Pretending that it is white satin,
Now she is perfect to her daddy
And love is not imagined

Chorus:

Round and round and round she goes

Where she stops... she never knows

She uses gold to paint her face

Pretending pleasure, dressed in lace

But love's beyond her finger tips
Her box a child's imagined room
She twirls and spreads her arms about her

Music waiting to resume

Chorus:

Round and round and round she goes

Where she stops... she never knows

She uses gold to paint her face

Pretending pleasure, dressed in lace

Outro: chorus

David Ritchie · 1154 days ago
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