Soaring high, far away in the solemn sky,
Breathing the breeze of freedom -
a life - unrealized, uncaptured;

I dream of a world in neverland,
Where angels float on cottony clouds,
Where sadness remain quiet - unheard,
Where little fairies dance to the delicate music of rain,
A painless loving - no heartaches;

In peach-coloured air of selfless human hugs,
Simplicity like a prayer - pure, unrecalled,
Rest on dew kissed grass;

..like a kite,
free, colourful and joyful

I dream of a world of neverland.