Child in a Doll House

Do you see the two children playing in the doll house?
It is just you and me,
Like we were in arms of happiness and innocence.
One true love in each other arms,
My wife you were and I, your man.
We build up our lovely home, with tender care,
And the little girl we had that sweet little doll.
I got ready for work as you were in your chores,
Dressing up my princess for school,
Asking me to promise you that I would be back,
Back earlier than I do.

It was all supposed to be real as we grow up.
This little doll house has to grow up to be our home.
You asked me to realize our dreams much too soon,
I was a child I had no strength in my hands,
And you did not understand.
Like all songs, our love song had to end,
You grew up too soon to be true,
I was left blinking like an awed child.
I looked around the doll house
I missed my wife, I missed my child,
And I missed my home.
In the little doll house of my dreams,
I was left covered with the dust of time.
With little fragments of my thoughts,
Where in bigger pieces I could see my wife.
And in the bed of dust the lone child will sleep,
In arms of the ruins of her once beloved home