I wanna fly with peter pan. I wanna go with alice to wonderland. I wanna pitch ball to shoeless joe. I wanna roam the plains with the buffalo. Ohoh, ohoh, and before I die.
I'm not the animal I used to be but you. Shouldn't speak ill of the dead. I've never been just one of the boys, I've never hidden guns under the bed. I feel like jesus, I feel betrayed, and you know.
I'll cry myself to sleep cos you're not here by my side. I'll cry cos you're not with me, with me tonight. I'll cry myself a river and drown in a torrent of tears.