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Captain Beyond - Armworth Lyrics

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  • (Verse 1)
  • She's taking her time making up the reasons
  • To justify all the hurt inside
  • Guess she knows from the smiles and the look in their eyes
  • Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one
  • They're saying
  • Mama never loved her much
  • And daddy never keeps in touch
  • That's why she shies away from human affection
  • But somewhere in a private place
  • She packs her bags for outer space
  • And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot
  • To come (and she'll say to him)
  • She's saying
  • (Chorus)
  • I would fly you to the moon and back
  • If you'll be if you'll be my baby
  • Got a ticket for a world where
  • we belong
  • So would you be my baby
  • Ooh-ooh
  • (Verse 2)
  • She can't remember a time
  • When she felt needed
  • If love was red then she was colour-blind
  • All her friends they've been tried for treason
  • And crimes that were never defined
  • She's saying
  • Love is like a barren place
  • And reaching out for human faith is
  • Is like a journey I just don't have a map for
  • So baby gonna take a dive and push the shift to overdrive
  • Send a signal that she's hanging all her hopes on the stars
  • (What a pleasant dream) just saying
  • (CHORUS x2)
  • Mamma never loved her much
  • And daddy never keeps in touch
  • That's why she shies away from human affection
  • But somewhere in a private place
  • She packs her bags for outer space
  • And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot
  • To come (and she'll say to him)
  • She's saying
  • (REPEAT CHORUS TWICE)

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