All Those Paths To Never-Land

Long time ago I went to the white shore
To write a name of the one
Whom my heart longs for forevermore

Sandcastles, forgotten tales
All those paths to Never-Land
Led by teller’s mind and poet’s hand
Eternity is always embraced by silence

Northern winds are blowing
To lost nights they are calling
Lonely souls like wolves are still howling

Weak and forlorn like fate foretold
Frozen ice of dream will heal and kill
Before the dawn awakens from the cold

Followed by seagulls and morning chill
I run through the memories lost deep in heart
Mesmerized by sundown and breeze
I fall down into the fantasy living in the dark
Storyteller’s mind, dreamer’s maze
White winter’s embrace
All those paths of Never-Land

Escaped but still haunted for a dreamer’s heart
Lifetimes of hide-and-seek bound
Drawing dearest dream I don’t want to wake up