As a Child Suzanne Vega

[Verse 1]
As a child
You have a doll
You see this doll
Sitting in her chair
You watch her face
Her knees apart
Her eyes of glass
In a secretive stare

[Chorus]
She seems to
She seems to
She seems to
Have a life
She seems to
She seems to
She seems to
Have a life

[Verse 2]
Pick up a stick
Dig up a crack
Dirt in the street
Becomes a town
All of the people
Depend on you
Not to hurt them
Or bang the stick down