Lyrics
Stars are nice they
make my nights lighter
as we sit upon this roof,
looking for Mars and
The Truth.
I take out my telescope hoping
It would maybe help me cope with
the misaligning stars in my life.
As I stand here waiting, wishing, wanting
to take off and go star hopping.
Start the count down: three, two, one. Let’s go!
I spy a lightning bug, not a very frightening one.
(At least, not especially.)
Just flies up in the sky doesn’t ask who, what, when, or why.
Why can’t I be more like that?
And I feel bad for Pluto;
he doesn’t get much kudos for his size,
being a little guy.
Sometimes I feel like that inside.
As I stand here waiting, wishing, wanting
to take off and go star hopping.
Start the count down: three, two, one. Let’s go!
You get the pencil and I will get the paper we’ll sketch us up a plan and we’ll make it out together. You get the pencil and I will get the paper we’ll sketch us up a plan and we’ll make it out together.
But for now we’ll stand here waiting, wishing, wanting
to take off and go star hopping.
Start the count down: three, two, one. Let’s go.