I am your toy . Your toy left behind.
I am like your happiness from your past left .
Like an  old rag . Sitting in a dark room  left behind .
Waiting for the day that you open those doors and grab  me and cry on my shoulders.

As it was ounce .I am your toy left behind.
Still waiting and always will because I am your toy left behind.
Who helped you threw your ups and downs .


I know one day those doors will open .  And you will see your toy left behind 
You will grab me and see all of your happy memories in my eyes.
Yes I am a toy left behind.With high hope for the day that well come were I  will.
Not be a toy left behind.