It was the night before
When all through the world
No words, no dreams, then one day
writer by a fire
Imagined all Gaia
Took a journey into a child-man heart
painter on the shore
Imagine all the world
Within a snowflake on his palm
Unframed by poetry, a canvas of awe
Planet Earth falling back into the stars

I am the voice of Never-Never-Land
The innocence the dreams of every man
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan
silent kite against a blue blue sky
Every chimney every moonlit sight
I am the story that will read you real
Every memory that you hold dear

I am the journey
I am the destination
I am the home
The tale that reads you
way to taste the night, the elusive high
Follow the madness, Alice you know once did
Imaginarium, a dream emporium
Caress the tales and they will dream you real
story teller's game
Lips that intoxicate
The core of all life is a limitless chest of tales

I am the voice of Never-Never-Land
The innocence the dreams of every man
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan
silent kite against a blue blue sky
Every chimney every moonlit sight
I am the story that will read you real
Every memory that you hold dear

I am the voice of Never-Never-Land
The innocence the dreams of every man
Searching heavens for another Earth

Never land
Innocence
Dreams are everywhere
Never land
Innocence
Every man
Peter Pan

I am the voice of Never-Never-Land
The innocence the dreams of every man
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan
silent kite against a blue blue sky
Every chimney every moonlit sight
I am the story that will read you real
Every memory that you hold dear