Peter Pan - Mobilée

The wind blows

Through all the open windows

So

There’s a woman and a man

He’s Peter

She’s Pan

Our eyes meet

And I cannot believe

What I see

With their feet off the ground

They are flying next to me

Peter Pan

A tray of fairy dust

Is falling down on us

And I’m starting to fly

Drifting into the sky

Oh, it’s insane

We feel like rain

Now we’re all

Connected

We’re getting lost in Neverland

I follow you until the end

We try to make it last

And if it’s for the best

I follow you until the end

Getting lost in Neverland

We’re getting lost in Neverland

I follow you until the end

We try to make it last

And if it’s for the best

I follow you until the end

Getting lost in Neverland

We try to make it last

And if it’s for the best

I follow you until the end

Getting lost in Neverland