She acts like summer and walks like rain
reminds me that there's a time to change, hey
since the return from her stay on the moon
she listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey
But tell me, did you sail across the sun?
did you make it to the Milky Way
to see the lights all faded
and that heaven is overrated?
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star?
one without a permanent scar
and then you missed me
while you were looking for yourself out there?
