I think I'm beginning to understand
That the galaxies under my skin
Were never made for public consumption
That the stars in my eyes
And the moonlight in my hair
Would be more than they could handle
That the planets within my veins
Would remained unexplored
Until the day that HE comes
And gets lost within
My milky way skin
and solar system mind
Too in love with my space
That he never wants to
Come back to the ground
More alien than human
It's the only way he'll survive
That's the only kind of love
I want
The kind that's out of this world
Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 8:51 PM UTC
I think I'm beginning to understand
That the galaxies under my skin
Were never made for public consumption
That the stars in my eyes
And the moonlight in my hair
Would be more than they could handle
That the planets within my veins
Would remained unexplored
Until the day that HE comes
And gets lost within
My milky way skin
and solar system mind
Too in love with my space
That he never wants to
Come back to the ground
More alien than human
It's the only way he'll survive
That's the only kind of love
I want
The kind that's out of this world