You're not the one You think you are Since you were born Ride a horse that's cleaving through The air and space of dreams Travelling through time All alone I pray Where am I? Who am I? And that old man trust in me

Wait, don't drown it in the waterhole Taste, the feeling of a fever soul All in all I need to get me through Held up here, it's a silent fear And this space don't take my mind A cloudy wake, it's a young mistake That I'm clothed in I can't see when I

Space coupe look like a UFO (Whoa) Smokin' on dope (Damn) They call me Yao 'cause my eyes real low (Low) Pourin' up fours (Whoa) You the type of nigga go cry to a ho (Ho) Butterfly doors (Ooh) Baby mama whip a pot on the stove (Whip it) Ain't no joke

Forty-eight hours needs forty-eight Friday or Saturday, what does that mean? Short space of time needs a heavy scene Monday is coming like a jail on wheels Forty-eight thrills So tell me an' I'll take the tube You know a girl, yeah well she's bound to be

And I never thought, not in a million years That I'd meet so many lovers So when you gaze at planet earth from outer space Does it wipe that stupid look off of your face? I saw this aura over the battleground states I lost the money, lost the keys But

Our love will remain real and true And cold depths of space It's a love real and true The radio sings our song When the sun dies And the stars fade from view Through the distant When the sun dies (when the sun dies) Through the distant (through the

Our eyes are open White white My body (my body) Walking in space How dare they try to end this beauty? In this dive We rediscover sensation Doors locked (doors locked)

For you and for me If you care enough for the living Make a better place There are people dying Heal the world Make it a better place And the entire human race For you and for me Make a little space

The star maker says, it ain't so bad The dream maker's going make you mad The spaceman says, everybody look down It's all in your mind And you know I'm fine It's all in my mind It started with a low light Next thing I knew they ripped me from my bed And

I'll sing my song to the wide open spaces I'll sing my heart out to the infinite sea I'll sing my visions to the sky high mountains I'll sing my song to the free, to the free The song is over It's all behind me Our love is over They're all ahead now I