| Floating right by me in a velvet dress
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| She seems so totally out of place, in outer space
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| I must be delusional, a real head case
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| Because the lunar surface is the wrong address in such a dress
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| But i saw her eyes, she was real
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| Was she wearing that dress just for me?
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| And i’m all inside out now
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| There is a space in my heart
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| An infinite casing of darkness
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| There is a space in my heart
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| Waiting to be filled by her
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| I’ve surfed on comets through cosmic debris
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| And still here I am, lost at the sea of tranquility
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| I got no chance to get home, the only place for me
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| Is inside this helmet that i’m living in, breathing in
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| But her eyes, they were real
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| Did she sky-rocket out here just for me?
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| And it’s all inside out now
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| There is a space in my heart
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| An infinite casing of darkness
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| There is a space in my heart
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| Waiting to be filled by her
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| Dark matter clustered in a phoenix way
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| Implosions on a galactic scale
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| There is a space in her heart
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| An infinite casing of darkness
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| An empty old space in her heart
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| I see her face in the stars
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| Supernovas and pulsars
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| There is a space in my heart
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| I can’t get out of it
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| I can’t get out of it
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| I can’t get out of it
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| I can’t get out of it
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| I can’t get out of it
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| I can’t get out of it
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| I can’t get out of it |