I Hate It Too Lyrics - You'd Prefer An Astronaut - Hum

Morning gray ignites a twisted mess of foreign shapes and sounds 

I wish the ceiling was the ground 

I'll send you flowers made of silent tiny pieces of the sun 

To help me make up for this one 

While you send me tidal waves of love when you're alone 

And I can't remember what you do 

To find a way to turn the signal back to Heaven sounding blue 

And bring me faithful back to you 

And she don't hold me right, she's never going to get me there 

And she don't hold me right, she's never going to get me there 

Not tonight 

If we break off gently in slow motion 

Spinning outward into space 

My hand always floating gently at the wheel 

While you sweetly hold my face 

And I need you to give it meaning 

I need you to share the view 

Or it becomes a time for me to love myself 

Like every other thing I do 

She don't hold me right, she's never going to get me there 

And she don't hold me right, she's never going to get me there 

Not tonight