Children Of The Cpu Laurentien
I'm tired of awkward silences and of shooting stars that
fade
I'm bored with this particular orbit, this one last dance
is getting stale
This is not rocket science but I always seem to get it
wrong
They say they will build you a spaceship but no one ever
does
Wandering star don't know where you're heading
I'm sad to see you go and I hope you're not gone for long
Send me a postcard of the places you've been
I hope the weather is fine, just don't forget what you've
left behind
Wandering star don't know where you have been
I know you had to go but I hope you're not gone for long
Send me a drawing of the places you've seen
And never forget to always colour outside the lines
I'm tired of broken promises and of staring at my feet
This room is getting crowded and our eyes will never meet
I'm weary of being selfish but no one seems to want my
love
They say they will show you the stars but no one ever
does
