We fly through the night,
Wendy, John and I
We look such a sight,
With Michael we fly.
To the stars on the right
Wendy was a mother,
To the Lost Boys,
Mother like no other,
Gave stories and toys
To her boys and brothers
To the lagoon of mermaids,
They push Wendy in.
In water they would wade,
Scared of the Captain,
Goodbye was bade.
To Island of skull,
Hook had Tiger Lily.
He planned to cull,
But Hook was silly.
Ran scared to boat hull
Daughter of chieftain red,
Pan did return.
Gave feast with bread.
For home Wendy yearned.
So she went to bed.
Hook poisoned drink,
Tink did save,
Pan did not think,
Tink acts grave.
Poison drank by Tink.
Tink's life came back,
All thanks to Pan.
They formed an attack,
They hatched a plan,
Get Lost Boys back.
Crocodile goes tock,
Hook, Pan to beat.
Scared off by clock,
Hook, croc to eat,
Children did mock.
Homeward bound,
They all went.
Once again found,
Best wishes sent.
Safe and sound
If ever you stare,
At the stars up high
Think of a boy in care,
He with fairies fly
Tink and Pan; pair