I lift my face up to the sky
Take a deep breath into the night
I remember you
I remember you
It’s too easy to forget
the good things in my life
The focus quickly turns
to the things that don’t work
So I often don’t care about you as I should
I talk to you far too little than I could
I remember your words
I remember your heart
I remember your love
I remember what you’ve done… for me, for me
You think better of me
than I do
You always see the good
things in me
You call me yours, yours
So I will care more about you. I know I should
I will open my heart to you
I know I could
I remember your words, promises and stories
I remember your heart
I remember your love, forgiveness and grace
I remember what you’ve done… for me and others
Oh oh … for me, for me… for me
Am I meaningless today?
Will I change the world tomorrow?
I have to make a difference.
But I don’t know how.
It is like I am my own hero.
Bad, good, rich, poor story, one out of billions.
Look at the sky, at the shining stars.
Who’s out there having an eye on us?
Look at the sky, at the shining stars.
How great must be the one…
Look at the sky, at the shining stars.
Who’s out there having an eye on us?
Look at the sky, at the shining stars.
How great must be the one – who created us.
Is that all we can do
to shine as bright as it gets?
Or are we working together
to do greater things?
It’s like everyone is their own hero.
Bad, good, rich, poor stories of glossy zeros.
Look at the sky, at the shining stars.
Who’s out there having an eye on us?
Look at the sky, at the shining stars.
How great must be the one – who created us.
We need someone else to save us.
Someone above heroes, stars and gods.
Look at the sky, at the shining stars.
Who’s out there having an eye on us?
Look at the sky, at the shining stars.
How great must be the one…
Look at the sky, at the shining stars.
Who’s out there having an eye on us?
Look at the sky, at the shining stars.
How great must be the one – who created us.
Someone, someone, someone?
Someone, someone, someone?
Someone.
I wanna see the light where the truth shines.
I wanna hear the news: „No more blurred lines“.
Otherwise I keep my distance, enduring the tensions,
while I’m flying around the globe of different opinions.
Won’t have a loose tongue, shooting bogus words.
Wouldn’t judge without the facts. Can I know them all?
Otherwise I have nothing to say, preventing the talk trap.
I keep my distance and stay, until I am ready for that.
So I need, I need space, I need the space, man.
I get on with, I get on with, I get on with life as a spaceman.
I get on with, I get on with, I get on with life as a spaceman.
I wanna have honest relations, that don’t collapse by confrontations.
I wanna have deep conversations. Free from prejudice and impatience.
But I don’t always make it.
So I need, I need space, I need the space, I need the space, man.
I get on with, I get on with, I get on with life as a spaceman.
I get on with, I get on with, I get on with life as a spaceman.
I need grace without limitations,
in all of my thoughts and conversations.
Without forgiveness I would be an opinionated soul looter, letter shooter, destruction booster.
And truth wouldn’t have a future.
I go through this, I go through this, I go through this life
as a spaceman, as a seeker, as an honest speaker.
And I go through this, I go through this, I go through this life as a spaceman, as a friend, as a brother to the end.
I go through this, I go through this, I go through this life as explorer, as a seeker, as confident believer.
I go through this, I go through this, I go through this life as a stranger, as a friend, as brother to the end.
As a spaceman, as a spaceman, as a spaceman.