Real Woolie

It’d take me five light-years to reach you where you are
Your name and your home are so hard to pronounce
If I could catch a ride on a shooting star
Maybe I would find you waiting there for me

Beneath your emerald sky, a tear runs from your eye
My six foot, fury blue-eyed firefly

Can you come and take me home?

It’d take me five light-years to reach you where you are
Your name and your home are so hard to pronounce
If I could catch a ride on a shooting star
Maybe I would find you waiting there for me

No gravity up here – but still the force is clear
It’s rhythms and frequencies that draw us near…

Can you come and take me home?