Alice

Alice - Poor Rich Boy

Written by：Poor Rich Boy

She sits in my chair

She sits in my chair

Well i stand and wait

As she contemplates

Alice

My life was empty

It's just a hollow chasm

For her to fill

While i can still

See her

Things will be just fine

Things will pass on by

Given time

Given time

My daughter loves me

I brushed her hair

While she said

She'd be late

For her date

Rabbit

She finished praying

On her knees for the day

And I ask God

Why he forgot

Alice

Don't you be afraid

Life hides in the shade

Yes it's true

I am you

Alice