Drop me a line when ya get there Far away I know you may never get there But you won't stay far away anyway Look through my new microscope here Look to my old telescope there And I've seen everything you could see And I've seen everything in between I built a closet of timber Should have stored brooms but I lived there And I've seen everything in the dark Now I'm back for the song of the [?] When do you want to see and touch You all draw stars and move so much inside you I've found a place to hide you So, drop me a line when you get there... Maybe you won't see and touch You all draw stars and move so much inside you I've found a place to hide you