Wonderland

I found her shoes today I picked them up from the ground I tried them on under the setting sun Then walked a few steps in her shoes As rare as a shooting star she is the wonderland And now the shame's on me, on me - on me She's never cried out in pain The sun's dying by her side She tried so hard to fight back the tears And now the shame's on me, on me As rare as a shooting star she is the wonderland And now the shame is on me, on me - on me She tried so hard to fight back the tears And now the shame's on me, on me As rare as a shooting star she is the wonderland And now the shame's on me, on me - on me O-o-on me, on me