Little girl running away from the world
Don't blame yourself, words are less than love
In a wonderland, you can bend the course of fate
You can find the key and dream the darkness away
And if you search within yourself, to wake the White Queen
And if you find it in yourself, you'll wake the White Queen
For mother's love you'll understand, this mirror's in your mind
Taking books and Valentines, your guide
Run Helena, the Black Queen's lost her child
And the tendrils dark are eating up the light
You see her through the window but she's looking back
(She's looking back at you)
And if you search within yourself, to wake the White Queen
And if you find it in yourself, you'll wake the White Queen
For mother's love you'll understand, this mirror's in your mind
And everyone wears a mask
The Nothing is coming, to swallow the world
And your mother is sleeping, she dreams of a girl
But the girl she is dreaming, your dream is her world
Still the Nothing is coming, because it follows you, little girl