I'm a little rocket ship. I'll take you on a little trip. We'll leave this planet far behind. . I'm a little tired of it. And you're a little weary, I can tell.
I'd really like to see you now. In your father's combat boots. I'd really like to be with you. 'Cause we could be so dark. . It was only for the grace of you.
Gold summer wheat. It sways in the breeze. Till it fades in the Autumn to brown. . Cool summer grass. It beckons and calls. And I lie here with you in my heart.