We're just a hop skip and a twinkle away
from a magical day
a magical way
of living.
We're happy to say
we've run away
from a bad day
a scary way
of living.
Come take a bow! Take my hand!
Let's run away to a land
they say it's grand
they say it's got it's own band
of bandits.
You and me and maybe a dragonfly
I've packed a picnic of huckleberry pie
and happy tears for our eyes
for this is where darkness dies
forever.
I'll wear my dress, you wear your suit
I'll wear a hat, you, your nautical boots
and not much else, b'cause you're in cahoots
with nature and all its fruits
and honey.
I'll sneak behind trees
I'll tickle bees
you'll laugh and I'll sneeze
as we're chased by a fabulous breeze
and we'll eat the moon.
We'll ride on candy rivers
Kiss our fingers covered in slivers
from the popcorn the clouds deliver
it's devilish stuff,
it nips and it nods.
We'll laugh and forget our woes
with forget-me-nots between our toes
my hair covered in ribbons and bows
yours wreathed in daisy chains that grow
and grow.
We'll run into the sunset and melt in the fiery waves
For our hearts are sugary and easily concave
beneath shadow and sadness, so please save
some sunlight for us.
Come, come! Run away
into that fiery day
that fantastic forest
that leaps before us
and we shall sing sweet songs
beneath the fiery leaves
all the night long
and they shall whisper, 'never leave! Never leave!'
and so we never shall.
