I am your last-call drink Recurring dreams, back to the Satellite I know your x-ray vision must see I have no spine But I'm a different kind of lost Tossed up by the tears of an empty sea I guess I never learn that nothing's really what it seems Cause I've been trying to give you all of your space But it feels like there's ten galaxies between us You pull me close with your eyes and some Brave face for an alibi, as if I'll never reach the other side Oh, you had me, head in the valley of your dress Philosophy from the hips, I missed the song you put on the jukebox Cause I've been trying to give you all of your space But it feels like there's ten galaxies between us I wish that I knew how to make you happy Cause it's been such a long time I wish that I knew how to make you happy Cause it's been such a long time