here i am
your fucked up peter pan
in 'never say never' never land
will you be my wendy?
will you be my tinkerbell?
dont be silly
you can be my tiger lily still.
ive got a choice
hanging out with the lost boys or growing old and dying
i'm trying to remember how to fly
it never used to be this hard and i dont know why
another night, mischief with the pirates
its quite a life dont knock it til youve tried it
but its getting old, and it turns out so am i
ok here we go, second star to the right
talking about my generation
an army of ambivalence and alienation
smoking motivation and we're coughing up a lung
we dont have goals but we have lots of fun
but secretly we all miss our mothers
we seek security in the arms of lovers
underneath the covers
we'll turn this fort into a home
we'll make it real
we'll make it real
