what is Love?

You'll know when it finds you!

Something special.

To me this is the making of love:

Through the window, away we fly
Take my hand into the sky.
The second star to the right
shining on this beautiful night.
A magical place called Neverland
Take me there,

Faith, trust, and Pixie dust!
We can fly, we can fly!
Tinkerbelle, shining gold.
We're all going to a place
where we'll never grow old.

Neverland, sweet Neverland.
Fairies, pirates, and ticking crockodiles.
I want to stay here for a long while.
The trill of danger, the thrill of flying.
No more sorrows, no more crying.

Endless days of fun and games.
How do I remember the Lost Boys' names?
Neverland is where the fun begins.
Why did it ever have to end?

At last it's time for me to depart.
Peter Pan is forever in my heart.
Though I will continue to age,
my mind will remain in this child-like stage.
Until we meet again

And as I look out my window,
I see the second star to the right.
It reminds me of this night.
Faith, Trust, and Pixie Dust
are all behind me now.
But here and there, I'll think of how
that night came to be.

A score in the a game of Tennis.

I am usually at "Love" when I play tennis