Call in the airstrike, tell them to make the drop   and now she ate a cycle no-one but you can stop   Would it be fair to say that you're in love with love?      And is that enough?   I bet you feel really potent stuff   the shadows of doubt on how things turn out   are typically gray      But even the stucco on the wall   is right two times a day   and it's still enough      Just how much distance means we're on our own?   and can we be happy,   happy alone?      The universe opens up the door   and we go right in, it's there, it's new, it's cool   it's something we ain't seen before      And five minutes in   an egg timer rings   to clip off our carefree flapping wings   show us the things we can't afford   and throw us overboard   but it's still enough.      Just how much distance means we're on our own?   until i see you off at home   down the sidewalk in my head   I might be sinking like a stone   but perfectly happy   just openly happy      In my home, I've always known   I gotta be happy alone   so burn the mail, destroy the phone   yeah, I'd wanna be happy alone   the moving sky, the rocks below   All so perfectly happy alone      Our little hearts have turned to stone   I'd better be happy...      Ba da da...