Wednesday, January 21, 2004

Stellar

Meet me in outer space
We could spend the night,
watch the earth come up.
I've grown tired of that place;
won't you come with me?
We could start again.

How do you do it?
Make me feel like I do.
How do you do it?
It's better than I ever knew.

Meet me in outerspace.
I will hold you close, if you're afraid of heights.
I need you to see this place, it might be the only way
That I can show you how
it feels to be inside of you.

You are stellar, you are stellar.

Incubus, Make Yourself

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