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 one day Throw that fairy dust in my hair So I pretend I'm flying away." I'm flying away Well to my surprise, I grew up too fast And that easy life of Tinkerbell, it never did last So I'd silently dream myself far, far away Where I could 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 And throw that fairy dust in my hair So 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 Where I can pretend I'm flying away I'm flying away And that is where I'll stay Right there in Never Neverland I'd be flying, I'd be dying For love, appreciation Where mermaids would sing And fairies would ring Right down there 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