Wendy & The Lost Boy

Dear Wendy, I still believe the promises

We swore upon when we were magic.

This came to me as in a dream:

My heart was in your hands.

Wendy, do you believe in promises?

The problem is the boy became a man.

Wendy - mother, child, lover - everything

You meant to me lives on in memory;

To think of how we broke each other's hearts

Is more than I can stand.

Wendy, were we in love eternally

Or were we just in never-never land?

Sometimes the boy denies the man,

Sometimes the boy defies the man,

Flying in the shade of Peter Pan...

Oh, Wendy, maybe you still remember this:

A touch, a kiss that lasts forever...

But time and tide rush in conspiracy:

All love is damned.

Wendy, I still believe the promise is

The boy's alive,

The boy is in the man