I stitch & stitch, I'll sew your shadow on.
Ouch that hurts, ouch that hurts, but please my dear go on.
Be still, be still - I'm almost done.
There - your shadow is on.

Thank you Wendy. You know you'd make a wonderful mother for the lost boys.

Who are the lost boys?

Why there the boys who never grew up. Won't you fly away w/ me & be their mother?

But I don't know how to fly.