Badda Boo - Peter Pan

Oh my crazy brothers Peter Pan’s You are flying in the sky, my friends You are flying in the sky, my friends You are flying, flying, flying You are living in the South of North You are dreaming and your dreams so close You are dreaming and your dreams so close To mine, mine, mine Stay in train stations With stared eyes We can’t keep quiet inside In such a zombie crowded places Ready for changes With open mind Just waiting for the sign To choose new races One heart One sky One light To live, to dream, to die To live, to dream, to die We are leaving our sweet clouds We are falling like a rain falls We are running like tree juice runs To the ground, to the ground We are leaving our sweet clouds We are falling like a rain falls We are running like tree juice runs To the ground, to the ground It seems it never comes And then it seems it never ends We growing old We try to hold Oh, give to me your hands I hope we still can dance I hope we still can dance Dance, dance, dance One heart One sky One light To live, to dream, to die To live, to dream, to die