The fields need breath of glowing sun A child needs hands to hold him tight Dyer needs a prayer before he'll be gone Truth needs strength, maybe fists to fight Songs need belief to blow us away You need some time to yell and scream I need you to keep me going the way We need true colours to paint our dream You've been looking for, you've been questing 'til the end For a hallowed place...for a neverland Searching for the truth...to believe to be wise... Creased pictures run, reflect in your eyes