hey there, Mr Pinocchio
oh how I wish I was a wooden boy
like you
just a piece of tree
heartless and feelings-free
that sounds like a wonderful dream
to me

I want to sit on a shelf
among other toys
so that I'll never feel this lonely again
I want to be a girls very first
her favourite wooden doll
I want her to hold me tight in her arms
and play with me all day long
I just want her to love me
and bring meaning to my existence

Oh Mr Pinocchio
I wish I was a wooden boy
just like you
but here I am
a toy made of flesh and bones
hurting
lonesome
broken
discarded
forgotten
and tossed away

so please
Mr Jiminy Cricket
stop Mr Pinocchio
from turning into a real boy

it'll only break his heart