Wonderland

I live in a pure surrealism of some total comic,
Without argument and without end

Where on the edge of the moon I have found my home,
And I can't go back anymore.
At 15, life is a fleeting dream,
Always on a ledge without being able to stop.

I'm not Alice and I never was Peter Pan,
I'm not lost and I'm not doing that bad.
My heart is not Wonderland.
I'm not Alice and I never was Peter Pan,
This is my world and I don't want to change it.
My heart is not Wonderland.

In this intense game, love is fleeting,
And a kiss is always optional.
That's why I go without luggage towards Neverland,
Without caring what they will say.
At 15, life is a fleeting dream,
Always on a ledge without being able to stop.

Although I fall from time to time,
I can always reinvent myself.

My heart is not Wonderland.

My heart is not Wonderland.

I'm not Alice and I never was Peter Pan,
I'm not lost and I'm not doing that bad.
My heart is not Wonderland.