You fly high in the sky;

You fly as fast as the wind.

You talk with the sun;
And the moon; and the stars.

You ask the birds to sing
A little song for me.

You say; that you
NEVER want to grow up

You are MY little
Peter pan;

Flying everywhere you want.

Making friends with the trees.
Flying with the leaves.

You look at life
So clear.

You know what to say;
And when to say it.

You make me smile;
Just by an idea.

You are my little Peter pan
And I don't want you
To grow up.

Stay just AS you ARE.
Fly along with the wind

17.12.06    18:16