He is Peter Pan,
I realize with a chuckle;
Some boys never grow up:
he surely hasn't, probably never will
He thinks he is immortal and probably he is
He is a dream, a fleeting shadow
Always chasing a piece of himself
And a girl he can love
But he never finds what he needs
He's missing a mother;
no woman can care for him like a mother
and a lover
He's a mischevious charmer
He'll appear suddenly;
steal your heart, leave swiftly
Leaving his Wendy to search for traces, glimpses of him
For her whole life
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 1:23 AM UTC
He is Peter Pan,
I realize with a chuckle;
Some boys never grow up:
he surely hasn't, probably never will
He thinks he is immortal and probably he is
He is a dream, a fleeting shadow
Always chasing a piece of himself
And a girl he can love
But he never finds what he needs
He's missing a mother;
no woman can care for him like a mother
and a lover
He's a mischevious charmer
He'll appear suddenly;
steal your heart, leave swiftly
Leaving his Wendy to search for traces, glimpses of him
For her whole life
