Chris hmm-hmmHmm-hmm, hmm-ohHmm-hmm, 1: Chris when I'm

at the starsLook how they shine for youAnd everything

in the world are we going to do?Look at

go!Cantar con nosotros, let's goOh whoa, oh whoaOh whoa, oh

inside the eye of your mindDon't you know you

up above the starsThe wreckage of a universe floats

I got my head checkedBy a jumbo jetIt wasn't easyBut nothing

a wild wind blowin' down the corner of

I: Prospekt's is risin' from the housesPeople buryin' their

1: Chris you lost your trustAnd you never should

up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryYou don't

wanna live life and never be cruelAnd I wanna

ohOooh oooh, ooh ohOooh we left La ManchaHeading

la, la, la, la, la, la, laLa, la, la, la,

Apple Martin, Chris two, oneBah, bah-ooh, bah, bahBah, bah,

my place, in my placeWere lines that I couldn't

ah, ohOh, oh, you, could you come on?Could

When she was just a girlShe expected the worldBut it flew

1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4YeahI was working part time in

1: Chris morning come bursting the clouds, amenLift off