It was the night before When all through the world No words, no dreams Then one day A writer by a fire Imagined all of Gaia Took a journey into a child-man's heart
A painter on the shore Imagined all the world Within a snowflake on his palm Unframed by poetry A canvas of awe Planet Earth falling back into the stars
I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man I am the empty crib of Peter Pan A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky, Every chimney, every moonlit sight I am the story that will read you real, Every memory that you hold dear
I am the journey I am the destination I am the home The tale that reads you A way to taste the night The elusive high Follow the madness Alice you know once did
Imaginarium, a dream emporium Caress the tales And they will dream you real A storyteller's game Lips that intoxicate The core of all life Is a limitless chest of tales
I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man I am the empty crib of Peter Pan A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky Every chimney, every moonlit sight I am the story that will read you real Every memory that you hold dear
I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man Searching heavens for another Earth
Never-Land Innocence Dreams of every man (Ooo, o-o)
Never-Land Innocence Every man Peter Pan
Neverland Innocence Dreams of every man (Ooo, o-o)
Never-Land Innocence Every man Peter Pan
I am the voice of Never, Never Land The innocence, the dreams of every man I am the empty crib of Peter Pan, A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky, Every chimney, every moonlit sight I am the story that will read you real Every memory that you hold dearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
