Long ago, inside a distant memory,
There is a voice that says
"Do you believe a world of happy endings?"
Even when the road seems long,
Every breath you take will lead you closer to
A special place within
Your Neverever...

I wake up, to the sound of a siren pounding at my eardrum,
And stifle my scream to death.
Yet unaware of what awaits me, I hold onto nothing but the sound of my heartbeat,
And fall into the trap of reality.

I'll have no regrets.
Gazing at the piled up, torn to shreds, images of my future,
I halt my breath, and the rusted needle of my memories,
Goes round and round, inside my head.

As I close my eyes,
There aren't even any traces left behind, no sounds leaking out, no destination to be headed to
I know that this is what I want, this is what I need
Even as we speak - your afterimage comes to mind, like an infinite loop.
With our past scars left unhealed,
Such barren, never-changing days,
Are coming to an end.
So now, this is my Nevereverland I've longed for.

Words, piercing right through me, like a wandering knife,
Go and make fun of my suffering.
Helplessly gulping down my trembling voice,
I'm falling into the trap of solitude.

Stumbling onto my lost footsteps, I lose my sense of existence.
Standing on this tear-stained tragic stage,
Inside my heart, it's insanely, unsteadily clamoring

As I take your hand,
I'm escaping it all; the memories lying within my heart are fading
I know that this is what I want, this is what I need
Tomorrow as well, your afterimage will come to mind, like an infinite loop.
With this twisted world I jumped into, still on-going,
Such barren, never-changing days,
Are coming to an end.
So now, this is my Nevereverland I've longed for.

As I wake up, like a trace of a faded dream, sunlight comes flooding in,
Covering the back of my eyelids.
And just when I think everything's come true,
Once again, I find myself falling.

As I close my eyes,
There aren't even any traces left behind, no sounds leaking out, no destination to be headed to
I know that this is what I want, this is what I need
Even as we speak - your afterimage comes to mind; like an infinite loop.
With our past scars left unhealed,
Such barren, never-changing days,
Are coming to an end.
So now, this is my Nevereverland I've longed for.