Broken Toys Paroles

keep him warm - it's so cold



It's washed him dry, no tears left to cry



Soft hold me in your arms

toys have broken and I am one

Soundless the sweetest voice,

please caress me drench me clean, please



Boys don't reason a reaction
and keeps the stones unthrown



This subtle fear keeps comfort near



Soft hold me in your arms

toys have broken and I am one

Soundless the sweetest voice,

please caress me drench me clean, please



Cold cut his heart out he needs some human

heat now but still he screams

I won't tell a soul

No I, I won't tell a soul



Soft hold me in your arms

toys have broken and I am one

Soundless the sweetest voice,

please caress me drench me clean,

Soft hold me in your arms, touch me please,

drench me clean.



Please.