You have not changed your calendar for a hundred years You've chosen to swim backwards through an ancient sea of tears Today is not tomorrow but for you it's yesterday Your future is your past where you can hide yourself away
Sitting on a lily pad of loneliness Placing lipstick kisses on the wall Sharing secret idols with your only-ness Ooh antique doll antique doll
Painting paper doilies through cold and bitter nights You think you're really turning on when you turn on the lights Your lover is a pillow from a sailor lost at sea Who wrote his ship went down with him in 1963
Sitting on a lily pad of loneliness Placing lipstick kisses on the wall Sharing secret idols with your only-ness Ooh antique doll antique doll
Your mother seems to wonder if you're living Each night she makes you breathe upon a mirror But there is no living without giving as you Sit and watch your shadow disappear
Sitting on a lily pad of loneliness Placing lipstick kisses on the wall Sharing secret idols with your only-ness Ooh antique doll antique doll