pack your bags dont be late,
no one will touch us in hyperspace
well watch the world from afar
and ill be where you are
on that rainy day
i couldnt picture the sun coming up again
and though u turn to go, i know..
well meet again, well meet
again... someday,
the burning building gave way
and with it died plans well laid
to take flight for the stars
to be where you are