black
fly up to the moon
Gonna fly up to the moon, Raising all of my money. Can't make it too soon, I am sick of it down here.  Gonna rise up to the moon. So this is how the world ends- Not with a bang but with a wimpy. Don't laugh too soon-  I am sick of it down here. Gonna rise up to the moon. Who needs all the troubles of today? What's the difference anyway?  I feel out of focus, what can I do? There's only you. Gonna fly up to the moon, Raising all of my money. Can't make it too soon,  I am sick of it down here. Gonna rise up to the moon. When they open the borders where will you be? I'll climb the highest tree  To avoid the stampede- And if I should fly Only you, you, There's only you, That would say goodbye.