Her Name Was Isabella

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