The heart beats of the drums on the chest
then the pace was day or night.
Millions lived the dream
Peter Pan lives in my closets
time to put him there to hide.
Difficult to match wits, and dreams
at the same end. Heart ransom
is required, can not help it
if the heart is abducted hostage.
Now I collect my heart for ransom
time to pay off the debt.
October to comfort another
the same wonderful wanderer
takes big intersection
where to turn to where the trip should I do?
I Slowing to a busy life
with brakes bend like a snail.
The heart beats of the drums on the chest
then the pace was day or night.
Millions lived the dream
Peter Pan lives in my closets
time to put him there to hide.
I am always ready for the violin
spring, to dance over aria
still am afraid of hurting my wings.
I'm too tired to be
like the Phoenix bird, birth
from the ashes again.
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