It's o.k. and it's alright    I got the full moon in my pocket    Turn this day into night    I'll turn this truck into a rocket    Lightyears streaming by    I see the light of a distant planet    Falling tears, mother's eyes    I know this is not how she planned it    Chorus:    I feel strange and I feel cold    and I'm afraid of growing old    and I'm afraid if I look back    I might find a crack    or a hole in my soul    When we weep we're holding tight    To the promise of a day to come    And in my sleep just last night    I wrapped my arms around the sun    I wrapped my arms around the sun