| Verse 1:
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| It’s four in the afternoon
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| I’m on a flight leaving L.A.
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| Trying to think about my life
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| My youth scattered along the highway
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| Hotel rooms and headlines
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| I’ve made a living with a song
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| Just a guitar as my companion
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| Wanting desperately to belong
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| Fame is filled with spoiled children
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| They grow fat on fantasy
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| I guess that’s why I’m leaving
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| I crave reality
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| Chorus 1:
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| So goodbye Alice in Wonderland
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| Goodbye yellow brick road
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| There is a difference between dreaming and pretending
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| I did not find paradise
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| It was only a reflection of my lonely mind searching
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| For what was missing in my life
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| Verse 2:
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| I’m embarassed to say the rest is a rock and roll cliche
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| I hit the bottom when I reached the top
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| I never knew it was you who was breaking my heart
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| I thought you had to love me You did not
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| Yes a heart can hallucinate
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| If it’s completely starved for love
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| Can even make monsters seem like
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| Angels from above
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| You forged my love like a weapon
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| And turned it against me like a knife
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| You broke my last heartstring
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| But you opened up my eyes
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| Chorus 2:
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| So goodbye Alice in Wonderland
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| Goodbye yellow brick road
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| There is a difference between dreaming and pretending
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| That was not love in your eyes
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| It was only a reflection of my lonely mind wanting
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| what was missing in my life
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| Bridge:
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| Dreaming is a good thing cause it brings new things to life
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| Pretending is an ending that perpetuates a lie
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| Forgetting what you are
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| Seeing for what you’ve been told
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| And growing up is not the absence of dreaming
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| It’s being able to understand the difference between the ones you can hold
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| And the ones that you’ve been sold
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| Verse 3:
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| Well, truth is stranger than fiction
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| And this is my chance to get it right
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| Life is much better without all of your pretty lies
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| Chorus 3:
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| So Goodbye Alice in Wonderland
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| You can keep your yellow brick road
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| Cause there is a difference between dreaming and pretending
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| That was not love in your eyes
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| It was only a reflection of my lonely mind wanting
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| It was only a reflection of my lonely mind wishing
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| That you were what was missing from my life |