Everything comes back to you Over and over the only truth Drive highways and byways to be there with you And I want to tell you everything The words I never got to say the first time around And I remember everything From when we were the children playing

We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back, To earth, who can tell? I guess there is no one to blame We're leaving ground Will things ever be the same again? It's the final countdown, We're heading for Venus and still we

We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back, To earth, who can tell? I guess there is no one to blame We're leaving ground Will things ever be the same again? It's the final countdown, We're heading for Venus and still we

She's a star From the backstreets to the city First she buys you, then she sells ya You know she wants you when she's telling you She comes to life from the cover of a Hollywood magazine With a sense of confidence hard to fight She waits to be discovered

She's as free as a blue horizon I'm a slave to this gravity And every night I hope and pray that she'll come back down to me I keep my eyes on the stars I track the heavens above my lonely world I'm tracking her to ? Shes my baby, shes my little

I am on my way, I am on my way Stand back please Look at me good now, I'm not a fool I am on my way On my way to reach you, babe Gimme what you want Tell me how you feel I am not the one you think Then come around by my side

I can tell that you're not gonna turn back- Though the road is out stretching before you, And the farther you go, Ain't nothing gonna get you to heaven And you know just who you are Ain't nothing gonna get you to heaven- Lady, you come across the water,

Cartier diamonds, my mascot Tell your main nigga he your ex now Finna push up, bring your ass out Where you come from? Where you from now? I keep a bad thing on me, yeah, yeah Dreads on me like Beijing, yeah, yeah After this, right back to him, like an

Your bullshit come off of that Someone tell these motherfuckers that Hop is back! I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it Now I’m ready to fuck the game up, nigga They can get it (They can get it) You can get it (You can get it) Y'all can get it

The things you're telling me aren't making any sense Right back up again I'm sick of wishing for someone else to come Our buildings have fallen Our walls all caved in, And we can't comprehend this sad state That we're in so we sift through the ashes Of