These premonitions shine like stars that Fall to earth too fast I see the empty glass
Where do we belong Tell me major tom Because nothing's making sense I listen and lament
For golden years that pass like thunder And soldier on through time This empty glass is mine [ Letras de Canciones encontraron en es.mp3lyrics.org/MoZa ]
Where do we belong Could you help us major tom Because nothing's making sense I listen and lament
A starman will come When diamond dogs run We need ground control We're losing our souls
A starman will come When diamond dogs run We need ground control We're losing our souls