Or I am coming clean
Or maybe I’m just Alice
Dreaming somewhere in between
But the wardrobe door’s still open
White pebbles line the ground
The light outside is shining
What’s lost can all be found
So teach me something of the soul
A little something most don’t know
I’ll grow wild like a child
As the bell inside me tolls
I don’t need your validation
I won’t hear your wrong from right
The deepest truth I’ve ever known
Speaks to me from inside
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