If she lived in space, man 
I'd build a plane 
Out of luck so beam me up 
To hear her talking again 
 
She painted pictures 
That never dried 
Always tried to keep the feeling alive 
 
Need a crystal ball to see her in the morning 
And magic eyes to read between the lines. 
I take a wrong direction 
From a shooting star 
In the love dimension 
Fading fast from taking this too far 
 
That summer feeling is gonna fly 
Always try and keep the feeling inside 
 
Need a crystal ball to see her in the morning 
And magic eyes to read between the lines 
I took a wrong direction 
From a shooting star 
In the love dimension 
Fading fast from taking this to far 
 
Need a magic ball to see her in the morning 
And crystal eyes to read between the lines 
Need a magic ball to see her in the morning 
And crystal eyes to read between the lines