Fly up to Saturn with me

Or at least to the moon

In a rocketship painted in blue

To blend into the sky

Think of all of the stars we could see

Burning billions of miles away

Like the fireflies burning in May

All the stars only burn in reply

And I don’t know

Which way the wind will blow

Or where it’ll blow you

And I don’t know

How far the tides will roll

But at least I can know you

Fly up to Saturn with me

And I’ll bring my guitar

And I know we won’t get very far

But I’m asking you still

And if I could ask you at all

Or even just look at your face

I’d say, “Let’s get out of this place

‘Cause I’m tired of this hell”

And I don’t know

Which way the wind will blow

Or where it’ll blow you

And I don’t know

How far the tides will roll

But at least I can know you

And I wrote a whole song about you

‘Cause you had to get out of my head

Now you’re words on this paper instead

And I know how that feels

So tomorrow just pick me a rose

And then wait as the petals turn black

Once it’s picked, it can never go back

Once you say it, it’s real

And I don’t know

How far the gardens grow

It’s row after row

And I stay out of the fields

And if I go

I know that I won’t return

One-way ticket to Saturn

Where the Earth isn’t real