So where do you go when you want to know?
If you are the right, then I am the wrong.
If everythingÂ’s good, then everythingÂ’s bad.
Would you come with me?
Would you start over again?

Cause IÂ’m a spaceman.
I do what I can.
But if you donÂ’t want me here,
then IÂ’ll go right home again.

Maybe we could flow.
ThereÂ’s a pretty little woman on the side of the road.
SheÂ’s just a child with no style of her own.
SheÂ’s walkin along, just a singin my song.
And IÂ’m waitin for you to get outta my way so I can pass through.