this has something to do with rockets.

maybe i'm a spaceman, a little less complacent how about it?
maybe i'll fight the fires, save you from a building how about it?
maybe i'm a doctor, your little operator how about it?
maybe i'm a virus, kiss me i'm contagious how about it?

baby when you turn off the lights,
i see all of the colours inside. of you. and me.

well when i'm dreaming of ways to get to the moon,
and i'm falling asleep on top of the roof.
with you. its a truth.

oh dear how the times they have changed.
but who gives a damn we're not acting our age.
oh how the times have changed.

baby when you turn off all the lights,
i see all of the colours you have inside.

well when i'm dreaming of ways to get to the moon,
and i'm falling asleep on top of the roof.
with you. its a truth.

maybe i'm a spaceman, a little less complacent how about it?
maybe i'll fight the fires, save you from a building how about it?
maybe i'm a doctor, your little operator how about it?
maybe i'm a virus, kiss me i'm contagious how about it?
maybe i'm a spaceman, a little less complacent how about it?

well when i'm dreaming of ways to get to the moon,
and i'm falling asleep on top of the roof.
with you. its a truth...."

merry christmas, my fingers and throat are sore, but i'm excited.