Outer space is still sexy   Dying stars are still in style   Little boys still have pictures   Of millenium falcons on the wall      Let's get out of the city   We could have a drink   At the candy store   We could talk about science fiction   We can quote the films we remember   We could talk about the drunk in the corner   And how he's having all the fun   And the girl by the window   How she's waiting for someone...      What if we had a time machine?   Would you take me where I've never been?   you can hold your breath when we're landing   And hold my hand when we're taking off   Can you see the prison wall   You're building around the neighborhood   You're just building a wall to protect yourself   And keep your stray dogs home      We can race underwater   And you flew into the sun   And I looked for your reflection   You didn't know I was looking      Outer space is still sexy   Dying stars are still in style   And little boys still have pictures   Of millennium falcons on the wall      I know a place where we can be hidden   You can take me back there now   'Cause we know a secret way of living   While time keeps marching on