PHOTOGRAPHY / Never Neverland

I dream of a world unsee,

A world of pure make believe.

I sit by the window and think of Neverland,

I look for the shooting star second from Dreamland.

There's no place I would rather be,

While happy thoughts run wild and free.

A world made out of make believe,

how could we ever leave.

Neverland it's a plan,

We'll visit and always have joy and harmony.

Neverland lays off a distant shore,

Pass the moon through the clouds in a distant lenore.

There's no place I would rather be,

While happy thoughs run wild and free.

Everything is left behind as I take your hand,

And fly you to Never Neverland.