Her name was Isabella
She came from New Orleans
Hair as black a raven's back
Eyes of deepest emerald green

Said she was a sorceress
On this she had been weaned
Had no doubt that she was
Exactly whom she seemed

Took my hand , flipped some cards
Then gave me an eerie grin
Felt a chill run up my spine
And a tingling on my skin

Said the futures rather cloudy
As she looked in her crystal ball
The cards are inconclusive
Pronounced with a Cajun drawl

But I have a magic mirror
Tells the truth about your past
All the loves you've had before
And reasons they didn't last

Can take you to the future
Only if you ask it to
For it's a magic mirror
It's magic just for you

Handed me a chalice
Told me to take a drink
To enter this magic mirror
I would have to shrink

Put the chalice to my lips
Then I thought anew
Should I really take a sip
Of this sorceress brew

Held my nose, closed my eyes
Then I took a drink
Felt myself go dizzy
As I began to shrink

Then I saw a rabbit hole
Alice beckoned me to come
Couldn't get my feet to move
For my body it was numb

Then a hand reached out
Pulled me right inside
That's when I really knew
I'm on a magic mirror ride