Porcelain doll

She´s just nine years old
She lie in a foreign bed to her
She can´t bear the dim light of the moon

*She´s the dove with broken wings
She´s waiting for a transplant
Waiting for a new heart
Cause hers is too weak and tired
She sleep like an angel
Like an angel ready to fly*

Her mother is shivering of fear
Letting some tears on her chest
She would sell her soul to the own devil
Just to see her little child grow up
She try to believe in any religion to go on

*Chorus

Her father work day and night
To pay the hospital bill and drugs
Just in the early morning he sneaked out his job
And go to see her…

Her cheeks were as pale as a porcelain doll
That child whom sleeped like an angel
Was waiting for a miracle

*Chorus (x2)