Come with me, dear. Leave all your fears some where away from here. Take my hand so I can paint a path of sunshine and all we'll ever do is laugh. We'll laugh our troubles away and things like sadness would disappear. All the tears we've cried would craft a river of love, not lies. Lies wouldn't stack themselves so high and then collapse underneath themselves, crushing hopes and dreamd letting them shrivel up and die.
Come with me, love. We'll dream a dream where hurtful things lose their sting and smiles heal scars. Scars don't litter our hearts and hugs are the remedy to our endless need. Our need for affection and sincerity would be quenched. Happiness wouldn't die along our walk down this path. Instead, it would flourish and last even when we think our friendship wouldn't last.
Come with me, please. Walk down this path with me and I'll see to it you'll have everything you need. Everything you'll want will be in your possession. So, just take my hand again, please. I'm on my knees and I'm begging, please oh please. Take my hand and I'll lead you to your Wonderland, just walk down this path me.