Are you sick of all this change?
In a century that keeps feet so firmly off the ground,
You can't stand this place.
Well, I'm with you 'till the end,
So let us both go to outer space.
With nothing but pens for what we'll say,
"When we come back..."
Sleepy thoughts, seeing us as astronauts,
In your passenger seat I feel limitless.
Success in the end, it all depends,
On whether you're still my oldest friend.
On the days you're suffering,
Then the world is on my shoulders too.
And if you ever died,
I'd question going on without you.
Would I make it till the end?
Would I bother going to outer space,
With nothing but a broken mind to keep me safe.
Would I come back?
Sleepy thoughts seeing us as astronauts,
In your passenger seat I feel limitless.
Success in the end, it all depends,
On whether you're still my oldest friend.
*laaaaaaaaaaaaaaa laaaaaaaaaaaaaaa*
Sleepy thoughts seeing us as astronauts,
In your passenger seat I feel limitless.
Success in the end, oh it all depends,
On whether you're still,
On whether you're still,
My oldest..
Sleepy thoughts seeing us as astronauts,
In your passenger seat I feel limitless.
Success in the end, it all depends,
On whether you're still,