| When I was young I told my mum
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| I’m going to walk on the Moon someday
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| Armstrong and Aldrin spoke to me
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| From Houston and Cape Kennedy
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| And I watched the Eagle landing
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| On a night when the Moon was full
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| And as it tugged at the tides, I knew deep inside
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| I too could feel its pull
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| I lay in my bed and dreamed I walked
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| On the Sea of Tranquillity
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| I knew that someday soon we’d all sail to the moon
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| On the high tide of technology
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| But the dreams have all been taken
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| And the window seats taken too
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| And 2001 has almost come and gone
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| What am I supposed to do?
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| Now that the space race is over
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| It’s been and it’s gone and I’ll never get to the moon
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| Because the space race is over
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| And I can’t help but feel we’ve all grown up too soon
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| Now my dreams have all been shattered
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| And my wings are tattered too
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| And I can still fly but not half as high
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| As once I wanted to
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| Now that the space race is over
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| It’s been and it’s gone and I’ll never get to the moon
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| Because the space race is over
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| And I can’t help but feel we’ve all grown up too soon
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| My son and I stand beneath the great night sky
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| And gaze up in wonder
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| I tell him the tale of Apollo And he says
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| «Why did they ever go?»
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| It may look like some empty gesture
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| To go all that way just to come back
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| But don’t offer me a place out in cyberspace
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| Cos where in the hell’s that at?
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| Now that the space race is over
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| It’s been and it’s gone and I’ll never get out of my room
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| Because the space race is over
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| And I can’t help but feel we’re all just going nowhere |