waiting for a cosmic girl from magazines we convene just outside your house fly to space all logic is so far from here if only we could breath without a plastic shell all this i know on a highnote see my hand they see me waiting for earth to blow dream girl waiting for answer but you wont find what it is you need here its alright well find in the next life near to me the songs always seem to fade like the color of the bedroom floor you always knew what to say