(by B.R. Hornsby)



You lie over there in a bed with iron rails

Like a frightened child in the cold light, so frail

Things were going do well, just rolling along

Now, just when you think you've got it made

You think it's all gone



China Doll, I've got something for you

A few good words, a hand to help you get through

May not be much, but now it's all that I can do

Lay down your weary head

Do whatever you gotta do



Put on your strong face when they're in the room

Can't show signs of weakness; an unspoken rule

Put on your strong face, act like nothing's wrong

We can be so helpless, helpless and so strong



China Doll, I've got something for you

A few good words, a hand to help you get through

May not be much, but now it's all that I can do

To ease your worried mind

Do something to get through



We bend and break, so fragile, it's true

I say everything'll be alright but I don't have a clue

They say faith is a crutch, well, whatever works for you

In a world where you never know

I'll be there for you



China Doll, I've got something for you

A few good words, a hand to help you get through

May not be much, but now it's all that I can do

To ease your worried mind

Do something to get through