Come oh dear, Peter Pan
Take me to the Neverland
Come pick up this fallen star
Use a tiny magic wand
Weave my shadow in your soul
Never let it wander away
Bring some magic to my door
Let it blow and let it sway
Carry me up far in the sky
Let my sparkles never die
Pick me up and let us fly
Hang me up so high and high
Let the soft clouds pillow me
Let the moon be my knight
Dance with me on milky ways
Let the night be ever bright
For I am a little fallen star
Oh Peter Pan, just hold me up
Wait a moment, please don't go
Please don't tell that I'm messed up
Oh wait, I think I know it now
In a land that's so far and far
It's just too much to ask for this
Who picks up a fallen star?
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Nostalgia | ✔
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