Peter Pan break my funnstomp my feet cause I can't runnchasing down the birthmarks of my dreamsnyour shadow won't remind younmy shadow won't follow you if you flynsee you in twenty years is what I meannnand I don't care what your old man thinksnI don't care what your old man thinksnI don't care what your old man thinks of mencause I don't care, I'm already youngncause I don't care, I'm already youngncause I don't care, I'm already youngncause I don't carennticking clocks take my timenstick it in places I can not findnthe way to resurrect the prospects of my dreamsnyour shadow won't remind younmy shadow won't follow you if you flynsee you in twenty years is what I mean