Wonderland

I found her shoes today

I picked them up from the ground

I tried them on under the setting sun

Then walked a few steps in her shoes

As rare as a shooting star she is the wonderland

And now the shame's on me, on me - on me

She's never cried out in pain

The sun's dying by her side

She tried so hard to fight back the tears

And now the shame's on me, on me

As rare as a shooting star she is the wonderland

And now the shame is on me, on me - on me

She tried so hard to fight back the tears

And now the shame's on me, on me

As rare as a shooting star she is the wonderland

And now the shame's on me, on me - on me

o-o-on me, on me