What's wrong with being a space bum?
The stars are brighter from up here.
Don't see them through our depleted atmosphere.

What's wrong with wanting to know more?
I've got my Comrades to keep me warm.
There is no atmosphere therefore, no storm.

Why do I miss you?
There are so many interesting things to do up here.
Why do I miss you?

All of the colours are black, white, and gray.
I've got no sugar, but my teeth start to decay.
Been up here so long, I'm turning gay!
I see the galaxy. I see your face.

I got my mail today. They're coming back to pick me up.
I want to leave, but what will I do?

I see you and your beauty.
I can touch you, but not like I touch the stars.
You're not as real as the UNIVERSE.