Through the Wardrobe

Somewhere - on through the wardrobe,

A lamp-post stands,

Shedding light without reason,

That beckons to magic lands.

Somewhere - on through the wardrobe,

Far from here,

There's a land held by winter,

Gripped in the hand of fear.

One day I slipped between the coats,

I met a faun and with him spoke,

Now I'm returning - -

Somewhere - on through the wardrobe,

Are spells to break;

I'll dance there with trees,

And with every creature speak.

Somewhere - on through the wardrobe,

Adventure waits:

Past trials and terrors,

Shines such a glorious light!

Reprise chorus and 1st verse.

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