It's o.k. and it's alright
I got the full moon in my pocket
Turn this day into night
I'll turn this truck into a rocket
Lightyears streaming by
I see the light of a distant planet
Falling tears, mother's eyes
I know this is not how she planned it
Chorus:
I feel strange and I feel cold
and I'm afraid of growing old
and I'm afraid if I look back
I might find a crack
or a hole in my soul
When we weep we're holding tight
To the promise of a day to come
And in my sleep just last night
I wrapped my arms around the sun
I wrapped my arms around the sun