Neverland

Why is it I feel like this? Is there something I have missed? For on this day I feel so sad When years ago I'd have been glad Why must I grow up this way? Can't I fight for one more day? I don't want to grow up here Where this life is full of fear Can't I stay like new spring rain? So full of life, so free, so plain I miss the days of childhood things We'd dress in robes and play like kings We played with swords in our backyard And dreamed of places past and far I long to fight the Uruk-Hai Just once more before I die And track down all the orcs and wraiths To hold them fast before the gates If I don't go back to that land My life of chains starts with a brand So let me visit Narnia please To run with centaurs through the trees To chase the white stag through the woods To fight the fight and free the good Let me go to Neverland And fly on high with Peter Pan And live free 'till death calls my name To live where Aslan shakes his mane