Mark Owen - Secondhand wonderland

Mother's girl has fallen in love And dad has already told her he has heard enough He has taken sides of his wife And he tells is little petal she's too young for life So she goes to her room and shut the world outside Lays down to sink into her private mind, her other life inside She sings Secondhand rocking horse Let me ride high on you To a secondhand wonderland Secondhand lover boy Let me meet up with you In a secondhand wonderland Husband's drunk once again And he rages round the room sign of her real man She is numb from her pain But she's too afraid to leave she just hides it in so deep within Cries herself to sleep another lonely night, but in her dreams she sings Secondhand rocking horse Let me ride away with you To a secondhand wonderland Secondhand wedding day Let my virgin dance again In our secondhand wonderland This hour I feel insecure Got a bag of plastic worries from the grocery store Wild dogs stand prepared to savage at my flesh if I appear too scared So I walk the tightrope line without a safety net As the rope begins to fray I buy another set,From a secondhand rope store I sing Secondhand rocking horse Let me ride away with you To a secondhand wonderland Secondhand wooden horse Take me far away with you To a secondhand wonderland