There's something young in those tired eyes
still trying to break out.
Trapped by age and weariness,
experience and doubt.
but through the old dried tears they see
a fairy's beck'ning hand
Summoning you back once more
to Never-Never Land.

And if you'll trust the Fairy Dust
will make you young again
and Tinkerbell will weave a spell
take away your adult burden.
If you will leave work for the eve,
forget it all tonight,
you'll fly off far to the magic star
that's second to the right.

There's crazy thoughts inside you head
"Let's bunk off for the day"
The child inside you wants a chance
to run outside and play.
The honest notions in your mind,
the times you try to stand
it's memories of better times
in Never-Never Land.

And if you'll trust the Fairy Dust
will make you young again
and Tinkerbell will weave a spell
take away your adult burden.
If you will leave work for the eve,
forget it all tonight,
you'll fly off far to the magic star
that's second to the right.

Ignore the tax forms take some time
to paddle down the Creek.
Raise your voice exuberant
as you play hide-and-seek.
Run a race into Kiss Chase
and take your Fairy's hand
Think Happy Thoughts and travel back
to Never-Never Land.

And if you'll trust the Fairy Dust
will make you young again
and Tinkerbell will weave a spell
take away your adult burden.
If you will leave work for the eve,
forget it all tonight,
you'll fly off far to the magic star
that's second to the right.

Think Happy Thoughts and travel back
to Never-Never Land.