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Anonymous #F338
Savage Garden - To the Moon and Back
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_bk_zwQFVTQ
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.
I’ve 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.
But 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’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, she’s saying…
I would fly you to the moon and back if you’ll be,
if you’ll be my baby.
I’ve got a ticket for a world where we belong,
so would you be my baby?
Hold on, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
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, just saying…
I would fly you to the moon and back if you’ll be,
if you’ll be my baby.
I’ve 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.
I’ve got a ticket for a world where we belong,
so would you be my baby?