Far above the cherry blossom
Flies a swallow through the air
Carried by the song of children
To a land where every care
Is washed away by fairies laughing
Forgotten by the mermaid's call
Where the young all live forever,
Threatened only by the pirate's brawl
Where you can take every ounce of sorrow,
Pack it up and it store away
In a cardboard box every fear and worry,
To be forgotten until another day.
And sunshine raindrops fall around
And no one's ever called naive
When they say that dreams really do come true
All you have to do is to believe.