There was a time when I was a lone, with no where to go and no place to call home.

My on ly friend was The Man in the Moon, and e ven some times he would go a way too.

Then, one night as I closed my eyes, I saw a shad ow fly ing high.

He came to me with the sweet est smile; told me he want ed to talk for a while.

He said

“Pe ter Pan, that’s what they call me.

I prom ise that you’ll nev er be lone ly.” And ev er since that day...

I am a lost boy from Nev er land, u sually hang ing out with Pe ter Pan.

And when we’re bored, we play in the woods, al ways on the run from Cap tain Hook.

“Run, run, lost boy,”

they say to me.

“A way from all of

re al i ty.”

Nev er land is home to the lost boys like me; and lost boys like me are free.

[He] sprin kled me in pix ie dust and told me to be lieve, be lieve in him and be lieve in me.

“To geth er, we will fly a way in a cloud of green, to your beau ti ful des ti ny.” As we soared a bove the town that nev er loved me, I real ized I fi n’lly had a fam i ly.

Soon e nough, we reached Nev er land.

Peace ful ly, my feet hit the sand.

And ev er since that day...

Nev er land is home to the lost boys like me; and lost boys like me are free.

Pe ter Pan, Tin ker bell, Wen dy Dar ling, e ven Cap tain Hook: you are my per fect sto ry book.

Nev er land, I love you so; you are now my home sweet home.

For ev er a lost boy at last.

And for al ways, I will say...

I am a lost boy from Nev er land, u sually hang ing out with Pe ter Pan.

And when we’re bored, we play in the woods, al ways on the run from Cap tain Hook.

“Run, run, lost boy,”

they say to me.

“A way from all of

re al i ty.”

Nev er land is home to the lost boys like me; and lost boys like me are free.

Nev er land is home to the lost boys like me; and lost boys like me are free.

free.