| Lyrics: | Standing there alone,
the ship is waiting.
All systems are go.
"Are you
sure?"
Control is not convinced,
but the computer
has the evidence.
No need to
abort.
The countdown starts.
Watching in a trance,
the crew is
certain.
Nothing left to chance,
all is working.
Trying to relax
up in the
capsule
"Send me up a drink."
jokes Major Tom.
The count goes on...
4, 3,
2, 1
Earth below us
drifting, falling.
Floating weightless
calling, calling
home...
Second stage is cut.
We're now in orbit.
Stabilizers up,
runnning
perfect.
Starting to collect
requested data.
"What will it affect
when all is
done?"
thinks Major Tom.
Back at ground control,
there is a problem.
"Go
to rockets full."
Not responding.
"Hello Major Tom.
Are you receiving?
Turn the
thrusters on.
We're standing by."
There's no reply.
4, 3, 2, 1
Earth below
us
drifting, falling.
Floating weightless
calling, calling home...
Across
the stratosphere,
a final message:
"Give my wife my love."
Then nothing
more.
Far beneath the ship,
the world is mourning.
They don't realize
he's
alive.
No one understands,
but Major Tom sees.
"Now the light commands
this is
my home,
I'm coming home."
Earth below us
drifting, falling.
Floating
weightless
coming home...
Earth below us
drifting, falling.
Floating
weightless
coming, coming
home...
home |
