Under the bed where the shadows creep
A broken doll whispers secrets deep
Plastic soldiers dream of marching days
Forgotten in boxes
Their glory decays
Buttons and stitches
A heart unseen
Even the smallest toy holds a dream
Toys still have feelings
They cry at night
Behind those smiles
There’s a hidden fight
They laugh they ache they’re alive inside
Toys still have feelings
They’ll never hide
A train that derailed on its wooden track
A teddy bear missing its stitched-up back
They remember the hands that held them tight
Now they sit alone in the pale moonlight
Do you hear the whispers
The silent plea
A world of stories trapped in memory
Once they were magic
Now they just wait
For a love to save them from this fate
Toys still have feelings
They cry at night
Behind those smiles
There’s a hidden fight
They laugh they ache they’re alive inside
Toys still have feelings
They’ll never hide