Alice.

Flying.

Flying

It's late at night, when I escape.

The open door pulls me through.

I'm free, I'm as free as a bird.

I'm free, I'm as free as a prisoner.

I am a prisoner.

I am a prisoner to the world.

They keep me locked away in my old self.

I don't know who I am anymore,

It started way before I walked through the door.

The happiness, the success, that was the lure.

I thought I knew for sure,

But I don't know who I am anymore.

I'm running wild,

I'm an immature child.

I want to go back to school.

But they're waiting for me to fall.

I have to run.

Where? Abroad.

Where? Nowhere is too far.

I'll follow my guiding star, and I'll get to the other side.