(What do I want to go out for? There is no point I'm out already There's nothing out there anyway It's all in here There's little bits out there There's you and me sometimes And I walk up to a forget-me-not And I smile Whilst you're breathing the macro Looking to the distant hills And wandering in wonder I'll point out Saturn And you'll tell me The chemical formula Of nitrous oxide It would be a disillusionment A grand disappointment For all our friends Not to see us in love again) If I could, I would If I can, I will (My tears They're getting in my eyes)