Storytime [From Edward Scissorhands]歌词

It was the night before, when all through the world,
No words, no dreams, then one day,
A writer by a fire, imagined all Gaia,
Took a journey into a child-man's heart...

A painter on the shore, imagined all the world
Within a snowflake on his palm
Unframed by poetry, a canvas of awe
Planet earth falling back into the stars

I am the voice of never-never-land,
The innocence, the dreams of every man,
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan
A silent kite against the blue, blue sky
Every chimney, every moonlit sight
I am the story that will read you real,
Every memory that you hold dear

I am the journey, I am the destination,
I am the home, the tale that reads you
A way to taste the night, the elusive high
Follow the madness, Alice, you know once did

Imaginarium, a dream Emporium!
Caress the tales and they will dream you real
A storyteller's game, lips that intoxicate
The core of all life is a limitless chest of tales

I am the voice of never-never-land,
The innocence, the dreams of every man,
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan,
A silent kite against the blue, blue sky
Every chimney, every moonlit sight
I am the story that will read you real,
Every memory that you hold dear

I am the voice of never-never-land,
The innocence, the dreams of every man,
Searching heavens for another earth...

I am the voice of never-never-land,
The innocence, the dreams of every man,
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan,
A silent kite against the blue, blue sky
Every chimney, every moonlit sight
I am the story that will read you real,
Every memory that you hold dear

I am the voice of never-never-land,
The innocence, the dreams of every man,
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan,
A silent kite against the blue, blue sky
Every chimney, every moonlit sight
I am the story that will read you real,
Every memory that you hold dear