Where is the meaning?
Where is the moon?
These street lights are blinding
This is city is hiding the truth
Where is my mother?
Where is my home?
Surrounded by people I
Never have felt so alone
Fly me to the moon
I bet Sinatra knew
Life is better in the stars
Better in the stars
Meet me in the sky
Let’s see what spring is like
Between Jupiter and Mars
Is it better in the stars?
What is the question?
What is it for?
This miseducation has
Left me with no open doors
What is the answer?
What is the chord?
The melody moves me
So why am I left wanting more?
Fly me to the moon
I bet Sinatra knew
Life is better in the stars
Better in the stars
Meet me in the sky
Let’s see what spring is like
Between Jupiter and Mars
Is it better in the stars?
Bet that Sinatra knew….