baby i've been here
and i'm mad as a hatter
i can breathe better today
for the cling and the clatter

i'm breathing my way
through a thousand yesterdays
and you just keep making this better

i'm dreaming again
of the things i could have
and the things that have been
taken away

i'm losing my sights
within all of my rights
but none of it goes away

i wish i was a doll
so porcelain and smooth
i'd dip so low
and fall into the groove
of being in love
and my hair brushed
bone straight
glass eyes never leaking
after the very first date