Fairytale

Children are sleeping silently
In the cold dark attic
Near the window still waiting
Secretly hoping that he would come
To play with them, to tell a fairytale
To take them back to his far home
So time will wither with cold golden scale

From far far Neverland
With fresh grass scent
Above the blue blue sky
With kid’s lost kite
To fly high hand in hand
Till the story’s very end
Child’s tears are gone
In early pale morn

Unlocked nightingale flies through the night
Leading them to twinkling light
Silver leaves still frozen in ghostly moonlight
Fear turned to great passion
Curious and scary
Game of imagination
Across dear memory

From far far Neverland
With fresh grass scent
Above the blue blue sky
With kid’s lost kite
To fly high hand in hand
Till the story’s very end
Child’s tears are gone
In early pale morn

From far far Neverland
With fresh grass scent
They fly hand in hand
Creating Eden on Earth

Neverland
Innocence
Call of elven king
Neverland
Bittersweet scent
Daydream
Cure, purity, innocence

Childish games on the roof
Love neverborn
Living in deep secret truth
Fading with first rays of dawn

From far far Neverland
With fresh grass scent
Above the blue blue sky
With kid’s lost kite
To fly high hand in hand
Till the story’s very end
Child’s tears are gone
In early pale morn