Floating somewhere near the moon And I'm looking down at you Holding on far too long For a dream that might come true Well I wish to God you'd leave me (Christ, don't leave me) But I bet by Christ you'll stay (Go away) Holding on far too long To the dream that swam away For a while anyway Future right up in the air It may take time To blow our minds We'll leave the world behind us Just like Bonnie and Clyde