"A Whimsical Little Dream "

What if I never grow? I want to stay small with the flowers And have the large sky Roof me and all my little friends We'd fly like petals on the wind Up and away to Neverland we'd go Where theres magic and adventure Where we'd never grow old We would pick berries in the day And balter around campfires at night Share our wild tales And even wilder sights The only thing that would change Being the seasons as they go And I wouldn't mind that if We could just stay happy for evermore I don't want to grow up Growing makes things scary What will I do? When I no longer have a hand to hold? So I'll just stay small And have the sky watch over me I'll be near the ground with my friends And we can all just stay little