She's taking her time
making up the reasons
to justify all the hurt inside.
Guess she knows from the smiles
and the look in their eyes,
everyone's got a theory
about the bitter one.
They're saying "Mamma
never loved her much"
and "Daddy never keeps in touch;
that's why she shies away
from human affection."
But somewhere in a private place,
she packs her bags for outer space,
and now she's waiting for
the right kind of pilot to come.
And she'll say to him...
I would fly to the moon and back if you'll be my baby.
Got a ticket for a world where we belong.
So would you be my baby?
She can't remember a time
when she felt needed.
If love was red then
she was color blind.
All her friends, they've
been tried for treason,
and crimes that were never defined.
She's saying "Love is
like a barren place,
and reaching out for
human faith is like a journey
I just don't have a map for."
So baby's gonna take a dive and
push the shift to overdrive,
send a signal that she's hanging
all her hopes on the stars.
What a pleasant dream...