Lyrics

There's a mirror on her bedroom wall
That she covers with a blanket every night
"It's not the mirror but the world," she says
"And you have to step inside to see it right"

And I've spent so many hours a day
Chasing rabbits down the midwest countryside
And every stranger that we meet they want a little piece of me
And I regret to say they get one every time

Rivers flow into her open arms
As a tear runs down her cheek into her smile
And she's biting through her fingernails
As she slips into her madness for a while

And I've spent so many hours a day
Chasing rabbits down the midwest countryside
And every stranger that we meet they want a little piece of me
And I regret to say they get one every time

Wait
You never wait for me
I always get so far behind
Did he know
It'd be this hard for me
When Lewis Carroll wrote my life?

And I've spent so many hours a day
Chasing rabbits down the midwest countryside
And every stranger that we meet they want a little piece of me
And I regret to say they get one every time

Wait
You never wait for me
I always get so far behind
Did he know
It'd be this hard for me
When Lewis Carroll wrote my life?