Be my Wendy, I'll be your Peter Pan In my dreams you're dying Come on baby, take my hand We can walk if we don't feel like flying We can live, I don't feel like dying Come on baby, you've got no plans It picks me up, I can't stop crying I just wanna live

When you've made your mind up forever to be mine 'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine I'll tell you right now Any trick in the book now, baby, all that I can find I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind I'll pick up your hand

I'll pick you up at 8 and we can drive around We'll park it, lay down on the hood of my car Listen to the airplanes as we count the stars, tonight I'll be your man Take you to the beach and we can head downtown, while you hold my hand So just take this