It’s the magic of your eyes
Like you operate me with some device
I feel I’m flying high
Up in sky
I taste the clouds in my mouth
And the flavor is butterscotch
I’ll bring some for you
When I’m down
I’m not sure if it’s night or day
As I’m passing through the Milkyway
View up here is so very nice
Every sun reminds me of your eyes
I can feel; I can feel the blue sky
I can touch; I can touch its crust
Now I see, Oh I see, where you belong
You’re made of Stardust
You’re made of Stardust.
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