Maybe its not too late to travel to neverland
Peter Pan would take me by his hand
Or maybe to another site unplanned
Where i could finally happy stand
My window its left open every night
Dreaming i am, under the moon light,
With that land where everything is right
You need faith and trust,
And a little bit of pixie dust.
Believe in fairies you must.
And your clock will never need to be adjust.
