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