I put my hands in my pockets, protecting Whatever can be found inside
I found it! It was a child in a small red house, and then an apartment, and then in a lamp...
3, 2, 1, I Am the Genie. You wished for my health, You wished for me to stay, And the last wish You gave it to me! But I am not your genie... I belong to the child, To the past, to the future... But most importantly, To the wonderland.