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Through the glass of magic lands

I wish I could go to

I am bound here by my hands

Can't get away from you

To take a walk through talking flowers

Escape my life of stress

Dream away my life for hours

Get rid of all the mess



The looking glass is made of dreams

A wish to be alone

Run away from the Hearted Queen

Who sits on royal thrown

Forever you could stay right here

And here you'd be alone

The Queen of Hearts won't find you there

She'll sit on royal thrown



Cry a river full of tears

To swim to a dryer place

Push away all my fears

Wipe the raindrops from my face

The imaginary friends keep silent

But I still hear little voices

In my head crazed and violent

Trying to make my choices



I've taken a break from my hectic life

When this place started turning

My imagination brought along strife

And inside i felt I was burning

The crazy land within the glass

Was getting worse and worse

I hoped that the Queen would pass

But she grabbed me up with force



Suprised at last I wanted out

To go back where I dreaded

I began to kick and then to shout

I cried as well as pleaded

She let me go and I fell down

Ran so far away

I found myself on the ground

Sleeping through the day



I awoke and then I knew

That this was just a dream

Nothing in it was right or true

And not as wonderful as it seems

Never again will I want to leave

My life of imperfection

I know now to pull and heave

My life in one direction

To be happy...