Looking at the picture I wished I were Alice
Lost in Wonderland, drinking from the bottle
To shrink me to about ten inches
so I can live beneath the red mushroom castle.
Meet friends there that I could imagine
The king and queen of the woodland
would invite me in for tea
Ask me if I would like to stay
To be the daughter they had long wished for
Who wouldn’t want to lose sixty years?
Be sixteen again, live in Wonderland
The answer was easy…