I guess Peter Pan was right

If time stands still, my silent thoughts drift deep
Into the tales my mother told at night
I met a boy in green, within my sleep
And kept that soaring figure in my sight

Beneath his lead we fly, so swift, so free
Like sparks that scatter through the midnight sky
Time flees fast and the stars slip after me
And laughter lingers long before goodbye

all begins to fade like distant collage
That boy I met was never meant as me
Fairy tales lack truth like a mirage
And dreams must bow to what must someday be

If time turned back along that vanished night
I’d know why I thought Peter Pan was right

～奇奇的英文诗，正代表了他的心境