She sits upon his cold metal knee,

To hear a bed-time story

She's beautiful just like her mother,

The one who had chosen another

He turns the key and the music begins to play

She isn't sleepy so she asks him to stay

He sits by the child's bed and recalls her pretty smile

He hadn't seen it a while

He let out a sigh,

While listening as the tiny dancer spun to the mechanical lullaby

Robots made of metal and powered by steam, 

Cannot sleep,But oh how they dream 

Oil leaked from his eyes

This is the closest he'll ever get to a cry

The one thing he dreams of most is to be real

More than anything in the world he just wants to feel 

If he'd had a heart in his chest,

He knew she would've liked him best 

In his mind he saw her the way they were before 

Her golden hair twirled as they glided across the dance floor

Late night talks and stolen kisses had overloaded his circuitry

Together forever he'd always thought they'd be...

He could almost hear the carriage pulling up,The horse it did neigh

Out stepped a man dressed in black, The one who would take her away

The bot he did love her but she told him goodbye,

His love wasn't real just an automated set of responses from his AI

His love for her was true,

But all she saw was a machine,She never really knew

Her dress was long and white, a veil covered her face

She'd recieved a kiss from the man who'd taken his place

He'd never get her back,it was too late

That kiss had sealed his fate

Soon after a little girl was born

And the years rolled by as the bot became rusted and worn

Seven years had passed,

And his melancholy state seemed to last

He looked over at the child who was now fast asleep in her bed

He gave her a goobye kiss on the forehead

She just looked too much like her,

And he couldn't bare to look anymore

He wished that he could wipe her existance from his hard drive

Life is not worth living when you're not really alive

So he sighed,

Unplugged his power core and shut down for good to the mechanical lullaby