You lost yourself inside a dream within a dream
Fell down that rabbit hole, to the spaces in between
We can not wait to have you back again
I guess we'll see you then
-chorus-
Running up and falling down the stairs
Who's running up and falling down the stairs?
If you go first I guess we'll see you there
Running up and falling down the stairs
We found ourselves outside your world just looking in
The window is a looking gla**, the man is made of tin
The walls, the ceiling and a floor to feel secure
I guess were not in Kansas anymore