One with the couch
my eyes start to blur
out of my dimensia
I see a new future
Undaunted by visions
of rabbit holes
must be better than here
so through the liquid mirror I go
CHORUS
Too late - I'm just a pawn
Too late - To advance
blocked and out of play
blindly looking for a chance
to make my move
get out of this groove
Too late - does it have to be
Too late
V2
On freshly cut grass
I enter the game
but to my dismay
my future's the same
the faster I run
the more ground I lose
my illusions of progress
turned out to be just a ruse
CHORUS
BRIDGE
This wonderland's a madman's dream
can't make it under my own steam
so I await the hand of fate
instead to place me on square eight
so that I can be crowned a queen
before it is --
CHORUS
-Portia2003
