Tinkerbell
If it's too much, you see you can call me
Not a long call, you don't even have to tell me what's up
But when the night falls and you just can't see
I'll be waiting right here because that's just me
When Peter can't find his shadow
And you don't know what to do,
I'll be alone, waiting know
Always ready for you
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