Petals of a flower
Reaching out towards the light
Spinning ballerina
In a wooden music box
Doll crafted of porcelain
Watches from the window sill
A child outside runs gleefully
To an ice cream truck's old tune
Fragile things
Delicate things
All the things in life that easily break
Familiar songs
Soft melodies
All the things in life that make you smile
Daylight through the curtains
Makes dust look like the fairies
That fly around a figure
Dancing in a music box
Porcelain eyes that glitter
As they watch the dancer spin
Her movements tell a story
Though she's not one to talk
Music keeps ringing
Her wind-up heart's singing
So long as the music keeps playing, she's spinning
She knows each rise and each dip in the melody
Danced to it countless times, her alarm and a lullaby
Goodbye to all the pretty things
Farewell to all the lovely things
Goodbye
Trying to make each moment last a little longer
Stuck in time spinning to a song she knows by heart
Porcelain doll keeps smiling at the ballerina
Who wound up pirouetting for an audience of one
Spinning slower
Lights get lower
Music stumbles
Starts to crumble
Perfect silhouette of a figure freezing over
Spinning ever slower in her wooden music box
But she will keep on dancing till the final chord
Waiting for that last note that puts her dreams to sleep
Fragile things
The delicate things
All the things in life that easily break
Old familiar sounds
Gentle melodies
All the things in life that make you smile
Fragile things
The delicate things
All the things in life that easily break
Old familiar sounds
Gentle melodies
All the things in life that make you smile
Spinning to a stop