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
