Swimming Like Alice (In Tears)

if this side makes me smaller
then this side makes me grow
well, i hope then clouds are warmer
cuz the winters here are slow

escape to lands of wonder
just to hear the flowers sing
see the cheshire's smile
and play poker ruled by queens

painting the roses red
painting the roses red
painting the roses red
or we just might lose our heads

painting the roses red
painting the roses red
the buds have turn to white
so we'll paint them red, instead

how doth the crocodile
improve his golden tail
and pour the waters nile
on every golden scale

how cheerfully he grins
how neatly spread his claws
and welcomes fishes in
with gently smiling jaws

painting the roses red
painting the roses red
painting the roses red
or we just might lose our head

painting the roses red
painting the roses red
the buds have turn to white
so we'll paint them red, instead