40 days now
I'm drifting away
and the planet gets smaller and smaller now
I am fading
it's cold out here

the stars are glowing
brighter out here I'm free
no sky is the limit
and I just keep moving on

yes, we're back
we're out of control
yes, it's [bad word] 
we're losing it all
hold me down

outer space is
nothing I'd expect
there are no limits
no places to put my weight
and I'm just flying
I just keep moving on

yes, we're back
we're out of control
yes, it's [bad word] 
we're losing it all
hold me down

just get me out of here
out of the stratosphere
'cause when I glance at you
I know

yes, we're back
we're out of control
yes, it's [bad word] 
we're losing it all
hold me
yes, we're back
we're out of control
yes, it's [bad word] 
we're losing it all
hold me down