Fly up to Saturn with me Or at least to the moon In a rocketship painted in blue To blend into the sky Think of all of the stars we could see Burning billions of miles away Like the fireflies burning in May All the stars only burn in reply And I don’t know Which way the wind will blow Or where it’ll blow you And I don’t know How far the tides will roll But at least I can know you Fly up to Saturn with me And I’ll bring my guitar And I know we won’t get very far But I’m asking you still And if I could ask you at all Or even just look at your face I’d say, “Let’s get out of this place ‘Cause I’m tired of this hell” And I don’t know Which way the wind will blow Or where it’ll blow you And I don’t know How far the tides will roll But at least I can know you And I wrote a whole song about you ‘Cause you had to get out of my head Now you’re words on this paper instead And I know how that feels So tomorrow just pick me a rose And then wait as the petals turn black Once it’s picked, it can never go back Once you say it, it’s real And I don’t know How far the gardens grow It’s row after row And I stay out of the fields And if I go I know that I won’t return One-way ticket to Saturn Where the Earth isn’t real