Maybe you did hear
What I first heard.
Of a dazzling place,
Spinning in another daze.

Of Peter Pan,
In Neverland.
Of flying children,
In a magical blend.

And there it is,
That lady in red.
Who ventures on the path,
Not knowing where it led.

Look at that beauty,
Locked in isolation.
Away from her prince charming,
Weeping In desperation.

Three little pink fellows,
Facing one big grey wolf.
Call it unfair,
When their houses go poof!

And there is Cinderella,
Running past you.
Pick up that glass slipper,
See if it suits you.

Under the sea,
Of mystic adventure.
Creatures of the blue,
Are dancing too.

Hop on the magic carpet,
Drift to that land.
Where troubles run free,
And forever will be.

Maybe you did hear,
What I last heard.
Of a whole new world,
And happily ever after.