You said youd take me back

away from here with you

I left the nursrey window open

for you to fly in thru

begged for you to save me from growing up and old

I wanted to keep the childs hope onto which you hold

But you didn't come and save me from the crocdiles clock

And I'm haunted for ever by that endless Tick Tock

My last offering to you my dear Peter Pan

is to live my life stil knowing the magic of Neverland