Yeah I'm down if you feel like messin' around Whatever you want, shoot, I don't care, you can come over here I can come over there And pick you up, that's right On a sit around Saturday night with nothing to do And you just want something to do All you

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

Nothing can stop us now We run away, a sweet escape A sweet escape And if you fall, I'll pick you up I'll follow you 'til the end of time We don't care about nothin' else Feels like heaven, nothing can stop us now Nothing can hold us down Just like a

Nothing's impossible I have found For when my chin is on the ground I pick myself up, dust myself off, start all over again Don't lose your confidence if you slip Be grateful for a pleasant trip And pick yourself up, dust yourself off and start all over

From a past life In the long time I was picking up a suit from the dry cleaners Which was standard for me Thursday, 12:30, I gotta pretty solid routine these days I don't know it just works for me Anyway, I was leaving I was getting in my car And I went

Oh, you got me open, don't ever let me go Say you're real out of your block If you leave me you're out of your mind My baby is a (ten) We dressing through the (nine) He pick me up with (eight) Make me feel so lucky (seven) He kiss me in his (six) We be

I won't pick up the phone And you can tell me that you're sorry But I don't believe you baby You don't have to call anymore This is the last straw Don't wanna hurt anymore Like I did before You're not sorry, no no All this time I was wasting

I don't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?) Pick him up in a space coupe, I don't let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe) New freak, had to cut my other lil' bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil' bitch) Fifty K, you could come and

If these are the things that Dreams are made of Why don't I dream anymore I'm in the garden All the trees bear fruit I have to pick them before they fall I finally grab one I hold it in my hand I open it up

Nothing can stop us now We run away, a sweet escape A sweet escape And if you fall, I'll pick you up I'll follow you 'til the end of time We don't care about nothin' else Feels like heaven, nothing can stop us now Nothing can hold us down Just like a