Come, meet me there 
in the sky 
search the stars 
what we'll find 
deep inside, 
endless time 
to ask a god 
why we're . . .
here 
we breath 
can see 
ourselves 
why breezes blow 
why we grow old
take, 
me away 
so far away 
to any place 
outer space 
ask the earth 
why we're . . .
here 
we breath 
can see 
why breezes blow 
why we grow old
to face our destinies, 
so find a soul and sell it cheap, 
time's short and we're knee deep, 
so face it, teach me to believe 
or fake it, just assure me please 
or fake it, just assure me please 
or fake it, just assure me please.
here 
we breath 
can see 
ourselves 
why breezes blow 
why we grow old