'Twas 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's heart 

painter on the shore 
Imagined all the world 
Within the snowflake on his palm 
Unframed by poetry, 
canvas of awe 
Planet Earth falling back in to 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 the 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 
Away 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 
storyteller'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 the 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