Cold and gray skies
and stars that never shine...

The father held her lily white hand
As they walked through a mirrored corridor...

These four walls are what she sees every day
The same four walls with one window...

Music plays, the sparks fly
And every day I wonder how...

Ride on, brave Alice!
Ride to the Red Queen's castle...

Honey you should know a little something
You thought I never got hurt...

There was a day I had a choice to say yes.
A choice that would forever change my life - it...

Night was cold, shivers up my spine
Pale skin, cold hands, red eyes...

I'm so used to hearing "no"
It doesn't surprise me anymore...

My hands didn't know what to do,
They held your heart...

Sometimes life just gets to be too much-
Overwhelmed, out of control, unbearably afraid...

The tree said to the Wind,
Why was I not made a bird...