To Michael Jackson......The King of NeverlandPart 1Between the mountains of gold and greenLies a valley of hope unseen,A place of longing, escape and dream;And round the park a train of steamPuffs merrily around Foreverland.Amongst the trees the children play,Sparkling and gleaming their faces gayEyes filled with wonder they seem to prayTo stay at Neverland.Around the flowers the humming beesRise and fall upon the breezeListening to music blow through the trees,A moment only time can freezeIn beautiful Foreverland;A monument to Peter PanA tribute to each adoring fanHoping to glimpse, if they possibly can,The King of NeverlandA painted carousel of colours brightSpins faster still to much delight;The pirate ship may even frightAs it swoops to earth with all its mightDown towards Foreverland;But who has seen him dance on stage?Or gazed in wonder as they turn each page?Why do we keep him locked up in this cageThe King of Neverland?Only angels way up highDancing in the evening