Brother I been lying all along
My collar’s not as clean as I let on
My heart’s pain free, my coffee’s weak
And I been staring out the car window too long
Wandering souls won’t go home, until they find their own
But I won’t go back to Wonderland

Sister I been trying to sing in key
And carry on with [bad word] 
But my smile’s not cold, my sins not sold
And I try to be polite but it’s not cheap
When bright lights sigh at my stroll, I’ll find my feet and quiet my soul
And I won’t go back to Wonderland

Yes I wholeheartedly agree
These ships set sail on different seas
How hard I’ve tried, to straight the stride, of the tides I ride
When my time [bad word]  I’ll hide my sighs and bite my tongue
And I won’t go back to Wonderland