"Goodbye Alice In Wonderland"

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I just want to recommend this song to everyone in the foreign language club! I remembered reading some articles about Peter Pan syndrome, which refers to guys who refuse to face reality. This is a song about a singer who is struggling with reality. I really like some of the lines in the lyrics, so I’ve highlighted them as follows: “Goodbye Alice In Wonderland.” It’s four in the afternoon; I’m on a flight leaving L.A. I’m trying to think about my life. My youth was spent along highways, in hotel rooms under streetlights. I’ve made a living through singing, with the guitar as my companion. I desperately want to belong somewhere. Fame is full of spoiled children; we become complacent because of fantasies. I guess that’s why I’m leaving. I long for reality. So goodbye, Alice In Wonderland… Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road. There’s a difference between dreaming and pretending. I didn’t find paradise there; it was just a reflection of my lonely mind, trying to find what was missing in my life. It’s embarrassing to say, but the rest is just a rock and roll cliché. I reached the bottom when I thought I’d reached the top. But I never realized it was you who was breaking my heart. I thought you had to love me, but you didn’t. Yes, a heart can hallucinate; if it’s completely deprived of love, it can turn monsters into angels. You turned my love into a weapon, using it against me like a knife. You broke my last thread of hope. You opened my eyes. So goodbye, Alice In Wonderland… Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road. There’s a difference between dreaming and pretending. What you felt wasn’t love at all; it was just a reflection of my lonely mind, trying to find what was missing in my life. Growing up doesn’t mean stopping dreaming; it means understanding the difference between those things you can hold onto and those that have been given to you. Dreaming is a good thing, as it brings new things to life. But pretending is an end that perpetuates lies, making one forget who they really are and believing what others tell them. Ohh, truth is stranger than fiction. This is my chance to do things right. Life is much better without all those pretty lies. Ohh. So goodbye, Alice In Wonderland. You can keep your Yellow Brick Road. There’s a difference between dreaming and pretending. These aren’t tears in my eyes; they’re just a reflection of my lonely mind, trying to find what’s missing in my life. I’ve found what was missing in my life