| I think I need a little bit to process what you’ve done |
| I think we really need to talk about it one on one |
| Every little thing you do about it falls like rust |
| Everywhere in the air you feel me move like dust |
| You can hear the night sky calling out your name |
| It’s a wonder, it’s a hunger |
| It’s different but all the same |
| When we break through Interspace |
| And galaxies fall from grace |
| And no matter what we have to face |
| We never let go, we never let go |
| I had a feeling there was something out there just for us |
| I can’t stop this agitation, wanderlust |
| You attack, decay and torture me |
| But nothing sustains me like your release |
| We communicate in wave forms just like these |
| (Oooh, ooh, oh!) |
| You can hear the night sky calling out your name |
| It’s a wonder, it’s a hunger |
| It’s different but all the same |
| When we break through Interspace |
| And galaxies fall from grace |
| And no matter what we have to face |
| We never let go, we never let go |
| When we break through Interspace |
| Galaxies fall from grace |
| And no matter what we have to face |
| We never let go, we never let go |
| When we break through Interspace |
| Galaxies fall from grace |
| And no matter what we have to face |
| We never let go, we never let go |