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.