Text: David Sneddon. Seven Years Ten Weeks. Neverland.

Maybe it's time to compromise Stop moving your mouth and use your eyes But I don't think so You think you know what people like Why don't you try a new idea One of your own Trying to find a thought in there Or do you fear I don't think you care You're nothing like me Looks like you're getting tired now You've lost your inner fire now Maybe you should retire now No-one likes you People like you are everywhere You're stuck in the playground pulling hair Say what you like - I couldn't care! You're...You're nothing like me... No-one likes you You're stuck in your own private little Neverland Neverland And I will never Understand How you ever live with what you do Everything round you's feeling strange Your destination's outta range Say what you like nothing will change No-one needs you Maybe the route you took was wrong I hope another comes along You've chased the dollar far too long You're... You're nothing like me You're stuck in your own private little Neverland Neverland And I will never understand You could never do this so you reprimand You're You're so fly Neverland One day soon your world is gonna stop! And listen you Are missing every point I ma-a-ake You're sitting where you're safe In your own Neverland You're stuck in your own private little Neverland And I will never understand You could never do this so you reprimand You're so fly Neverland You're And I will never understand You're You could never do this so you reprimand You're so fly Neverland And it doesn't really matter what I do Oh! Cause you'll still be you... No you're so in love with you You're You're stuck in your own private little Neverland Neverland