She'd tell me about Captain Hook and all of his men
who followed Peter with a hook replaced as his hand
in those tales bad guys seldom did win

so the captain was eaten and Wendy had twins
Well that's the story as I recall
but I may have made up the end

don't remember much at three feet tall
except for when I'd say
Mom let me go to never neverland

let me fly for just one day
throw that fairy dust in my hair as I pretend
Im flying away

Im flying away

Well to my surprise, I grew up too fast,

And that easy life of Tinkerbell never did last
So I silently dream myself far, far away
Where I would be immortalized like Peter one day

And that's my childhood as I recall
Though in some ways it never did end
And now I'm standing, well, a little bit taller

Except for when I say,
"Mom, let me go to Never Neverland
Let me fly for one day

Throw that fairy dust in my hair
As I pretend I'm flying away"
I'm flying away


And though life is never easy as we as children read in the books
Where fairy dust could just fly you so far away

And all I ask is that you leave me my imagination
So I can pretend I'm flying away
I'm flying away

And that is where I'll stay
Right here in Never Neverland
I'd be flying, I'd be dying

For love and appreciation
Where mermaids would sing
And fairies would ring

Right down here in Never Neverland
And it's second to the left and straight on 'til morning
Or was it second to the right and straight on 'til morning?

In Never Neverland
In my Never Neverland