Lullaby of Birdland, that's what I Always hear when you sigh Never in my wordland Could there be ways to reveal In a phrase how I feel Have you ever heard two turtle doves Bill and coo when they love? That's the kind of magic Music we make with our lips

Don't give up 'Cause you have friends You still have us That river's flowing In this proud land we grew up strong* We were wanted all along I was taught to fight, taught to win I never thought I could fail No fight left or so it seems

I'm too misty, and too much in love. You can say that you're leading me on, But it's just what I want you to do, Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost, That's why I'm following you. On my own, would I wander through this wonderland alone, Never

(Boff Baf!) another sound of a guy (Boff Baf!) never boy, duck punk, try Say gun-man (Boff Baf!) say tell me where you get your ? from (Boff Baf!) You must of get it from the foreign land (Boff Baf!)

And stars fell on Alabama last night I never planned in my imagination A situation so heavenly A fairy land where no one else could enter My heart beat like a hammer My arms wound around you tight We lived our little drama We kissed in a field of white I

The man I love He'll build a little home Just meant for two From which I'll never roam Who would, would you And so, all else above I'm waiting for the man I love Someday he'll come along And he'll be big and strong

That's why I'm following you On my own, would I wander through this wonderland alone? Never knowing my right foot from my left My hat from my glove, I'm too misty and too much in love Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree And I feel like I'm

You could never feel my story It's all you know I will not fold She's in control They all need something to hold on to They all mean well Pay your respects to society giving me hell May your dreams come to reality

I am the voice of never, never land The innocence, the dreams of every man Every chimney, every moonlit sight Every memory that you hold dear I am the empty crib of Peter Pan, A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky, I am the story that will read you

Our love's an asylum Where you and I go Where we go, go, go, go crazy In a state of madness Wrapped up in your magic Ecstatic, an addict Oh, we landed on another planet And it feels like home here Will never go back there