The Little Bell

[Verse 1]
The little bell lies on the ground
Although it tries it cannot sound
It used to ring across the air
Its sweetened tone would linger there

[Verse 2]
But from a careless hand it rocked
Its shell is only made of crock
Although it lies there split in two
It still tries to ring out to you

[Verse 3]
Now deep inside my wooden clock
There is a tick but not a tock
Although into the room it chimes
It only tells me half the time

[Verse 4]
Why do you leave me so confused
I'll miss my bus, my job I'll lose
Oh, what is wrong my wooden clock
It breaks my heart to see you stop