Saturday, August 06, 2005

To The Moon And Back

By Savage Garden. I haven't heard this song in years, but started thinking about it the other night:

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
Mama 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)

She's saying

I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be 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 colour-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
Is like a journey I just don't have a map for
So baby 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) Just saying

I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be if you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby

I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be if you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby

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)

She's saying

I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be if you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby

I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be if you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby

2 Comments:

Blogger Orbling said...

The verse starting "Love is like a barren place" certainly gets my vote.

Good song.

11:31 PM  
Blogger Grover said...

I can't remember a time when I felt truly needed. I may have been needed, but I really don't remember feeling it.

11:20 AM  

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