Lyrics:

If she lived in space, man
I'd build a plane
Out of luck, so beam me up
To hear her talking again

She painted pictures
That never dried
Always tried to keep
The feeling alive

Need a crystal ball to see her in the morning
And magic eyes to read between the lines

I take a wrong direction
From a shooting star
In the love dimension
Fading fast from taking this too far

That summer feeling
Is gonna fly
Always try and keep
The feeling inside

Need a crystal ball to see her in the morning
And magic eyes to read between the lines

I took a wrong direction
From a shooting star
In the love dimension
Fading fast from taking this to far

Need a magic ball to see her in the morning
And crystal eyes to read between the lines
Need a magic ball to see her in the morning
And crystal eyes to read between the lines