Lyrics

I look at the moon
And I see you
You're whirling around my world
Before my eyes
Like a satellite

I look at the earth
Beneath my feet
And though I'm not moving much
I don't need that crutch
You'd better hold on tight

I'm making a statement here
Better listen up before I shut my mouth
Could it be more clear?
Or could it be that it's all going South?

I'm coming apart
Or so it would seem
I've run out of gasoline
And my trampoline's
Got a hole in it

You said you'd be straight
You said you were clean
But babe you are nothing less
Than a perfect mess
Let me roll in it

You say you're as pure as the driven snow
But I want to know who's driving you and where
I know that you've got to go
But can't it be me that takes you there?

Bridge:
I can almost taste it
You really don't want to waste it

I look at you now
And I see stars
Or is that a weather balloon
Right next to the moon
Tonight?