Neverland
Anne Kirstine Bach Møller
I run my finger through my hair one more time
I wonder what it would be like to still be a child
I should know why
I feel I'm running out of time
When I'm just fine
I go and live tomorrows life
I haven't found my Neverland
I'm restless as the weather man
I always seem to have a better plan
Will I ever find my Neverland
Imagination made to two worlds collide
I was able to present why I was one with time
I should know why
I feel I'm running out of time
When I'm just fine
I go and live tomorrows life
I haven't found my Neverland
I'm restless as the weather man
I always seem to have a better plan
Will I ever find my Neverland