Outerspace

I can’t sleep, I can’t sleep
I can’t keep my hands from reaching out and coping a feel
I’m not a creep I’m not a creep
I’m just a guy who can’t sleep with girl – come on get real

The dreamers come and the dreamers go
The dreamers always live alone
Keep to themselves, keep things in hand
There comes a time when they’re in demand
In what I do there is no ground
In Outerspace there is no sound
In Outerspace there is no sound

I can’t think, I can’t think
I can’t do very much from but tell you how I feel
I feel right, I feel wrong
I feel strange when I’m singing a song about keeping it real, yeah

If you don’t believe in broken hearts
I think it’s time for you start
In tragic states I rule the land
When it comes to tissue baby, I’m your man
In what I do there is no ground
In Outerspace there is no sound
In Outerspace there is no sound

Follow me if you don’t believe in love
Believe in something else
Follow me if you can’t conceive
Of heartbreak being good for you health
Think of arms, think of hands
Think of things you can understand
But don’t think about love
Try to help it if you can

I’m all alone, I’m all alone
Even when I’m by myself I’m still alone
I wanna roam, I wanna roam
I wanna quit this one trick pony, get it out on my own

Looking at the road through foggy glass
Can’t see ahead, Can’t see the past
Content to live my life a ghost
Even to the ones I love the most
It what I do there is no ground
In Outerspace there is no sound
In Outerspace there is no sound
In Outerspace there is no sound