اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
This must be what the poets talk about
You read me like nobody else
This is different, I can tell
This must be what the dreamers dream about
You pulled me
Off the pages been waiting for ages for you to arrive
So let me be the Wendy to your Peter Pan
Paint me like the sky touched down in Neverland
Baby, when you come back, when the story ends
Promise that you'll read me, read me again
This must be what the writers write about
Can't you see you're my Mr. Darcy
And I'm Lizzy Bennet
We're fated to happen
So just imagine that I'm Wendy, you're my Peter Pan
Paint me like the sky touched down in Neverland
Baby, when you come back, when the story ends
Promise that you'll read me, read me again
Stories end, and pages fold
And over time, our story's told
But we'll stay young, between ink and pen
As they read it again, and again, and again
I'm the Wendy to your Peter Pan
Paint me like the sky touched down in Neverland
Baby, when you come back, when the story ends
Promise that you'll read me, promise that you'll read me (promise that you'll read me, baby)
Baby, I'm the Wendy to your Peter Pan
Paint me like the sky touched down in Neverland
Baby, when you come back, when the story ends (when the story ends)
Promise that you'll read me, read me again
'Cause you'll always read me, read me again
