Come, meet me there   in the sky   search the stars   what we'll find   deep inside,   endless time   to ask a god   why we're . . .      here   we breath   can see   ourselves   why breezes blow   why we grow old      take,   me away   so far away   to any place   outer space   ask the earth   why we're . . .      here   we breath   can see   ourselves   why breezes blow   why we grow old      to face our destinies,   so find a soul and sell it cheap,   time's short and we're knee deep,   so face it, teach me to believe   or fake it, just assure me please   or fake it, just assure me please   or fake it, just assure me please.      here   we breath   can see   ourselves   why breezes blow   why we grow old