moving at the speed of sound you d think i d be slowing down but i m not losing my momentum if there are ways to turn around so i don t crash into the ground i wish someone would invent them despite the pretty dress and curls you don t throw like other girls you followed through i ll come on back cause i know that though you meant to let me go i could always be your boomerang i ll come on back you will see all you said got through to me and i would like to be your boomerang gong down but no one knew i was losing altitude i should have landed and i tried to i never took my eyes off you but i got dizzy and you threw me you were right to i flew apart but they reattached me i m comin in hot i hope you ll catch me