It

was

the

night

be-

fore

When

all

through

the

world

No

words

no

dreams

Then

one

day

A

wri-

ter

by

a

fire

I-

ma-

gined

all

of

Ga-

ia

Took

a

jour-

ney

in-

to

a

child-

less

heart

A

pain-

ter

on

the

shore

I-

ma-

gined

all

the

world

Wi-

thin

the

snow-

flake

on

his

palm

A

dream

of

po-

et-

ry

I'll

tell

is

o-

ver

Cut-

ting

in

Fal-

ling

back

in

to

the

stars

I

am

the

voice

of

ne-

ver

ne-

ver

land

The

in-

no-

cence

of

dreams

from

e-

very

man

I

am

the

em-

pty

grave

of

Pe-

ter

Pan

A

soa-

ring

kite

a-

gainst

the

blue

blue

sky

E-

very

chim-

ney,

e-

very

moon-

lit

sight

I

am

the

sto-

ry

that

will

read

you

real

E-

very

me-

mo-

ry

that

you

hold

dear

I

am

the

jour-

ney

I

am

the

des-

ti-

na-

tion

I

am

the

whole

mad

tale

That

grieves

you

A-

way

to

taste

the

night

Free

and

loose

we

fly

Fol-

ow

the

mad-

ness

How

do

you

know

what's

real

I-

ma-

gi-

na-

ri-

um

a

dream

em-

po-

ri-

um

Ca-

ress

the

tales

And

they

will

read

you

real

A

sto-

ry-

tel-

ler's

game

In-

side

he

flicks

the

gate

The

cal-

ling

heart

Is

a

li-

mit-

less

chest

of

tales

I

am

the

voice

of

ne-

ver

ne-

ver

land

The

in-

no-

cence

of

dreams

from

e-

very

man

I

am

the

em-

pty

grave

of

Pe-

ter

Pan

A

soa-

ring

kite

a-

gainst

the

blue

blue

sky

E-

very

chim-

ney,

e-

very

moon-

lit

sight

I

am

the

sto-

ry

that

will

read

you

real

E-

very

me-

mo-

ry

that

you

hold

dear

I

am

the

voice

of

ne-

ver

ne-

ver

land

The

in-

no-

cence

of

dreams

from

e-

very

man

Sear-

ching

hea-

vens

for

a-

no-

ther

earth

I

am

the

voice

of

ne-

ver

ne-

ver

land

The

in-

no-

cence

of

dreams

from

e-

very

man

I

am

the

em-

pty

grave

of

Pe-

ter

Pan

A

soa-

ring

kite

a-

gainst

the

blue

blue

sky

E-

very

chim-

ney,

e-

very

moon-

lit

sight

I

am

the

sto-

ry

that

will

read

you

real

E-

very

me-

mo-

ry

that

you

hold

dear

I

am

the

voice

of

ne-

ver

ne-

ver

land

The

in-

no-

cence

of

dreams

from

e-

very

man

I

am

the

em-

pty

grave

of

Pe-

ter

Pan

A

soa-

ring

kite

a-

gainst

the

blue

blue

sky

E-

very

chim-

ney,

e-

very

moon-

lit

sight

I

am

the

sto-

ry

that

will

read

you

real

E-

very

me-

mo-

ry

that

you

hold

dear