| It was the night before | |
| When all through the world | |
| No words, no dreams - then, one day | |
| A writer by a fire | |
| Imagined all Gaia | |
| Took a journey into a child-man's heart | |
| A painter on the shore | |
| Imagined all the world | |
| Within a snowflake on his palm | |
| Unframed by poetry | |
| A canvas of awe | |
| Planet Earth falling back into the stars | |
| I am the voice of Never-Never-Land | |
| The innocence, the dreams of every man | |
| I am the empty crib of Peter Pan | |
| A silent kite against the blue blue sky | |
| Every chimney, every moonlit sight | |
| I am the story that will read you real | |
| Every memory that you hold dear | |
| I am the journey | |
| I am the destination | |
| I am the home | |
| The tale that reads you | |
| A way to taste the night | |
| The elusive high | |
| Follow the madness | |
| Alice, you know once did | |
| Imaginarium | |
| A dream emporium | |
| Caress the tales | |
| And they will dream you real | |
| A story teller's game | |
| Lips that intoxicate | |
| The core of all life is a | |
| Limitless chest of dreams | |
| I am the voice of Never-Never-Land | |
| The innocence, the dreams of every man | |
| I am the empty crib of Peter Pan | |
| A silent kite against the blue blue sky | |
| Every chimney, every moonlit sight | |
| I am the story that will read you real | |
| Every memory that you hold dear | |
| I am the voice of Never-Never-Land | |
| The innocence, the dreams of every man | |
| Searching heavens for another Earth | |
| I am the voice of Never-Never-Land | |
| The innocence, the dreams of every man | |
| I am the empty crib of Peter Pan | |
| A silent kite against the blue blue sky | |
| Every chimney, every moonlit sight | |
| I am the story that will read you real | |
| Every memory that you hold dear |