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