and maybe we weren't meant to land on the moon.
because when i see pictures of it now, i can't help but to scowl a bit
(it really is just a giant suspended rock, isn't it?)

you know, it was so much lovelier as a dangling pure globe in the silent night sky.

and maybe we weren't meant to hold each others hands.
because when i knew you before, i didn't think you were anything special
(and you've begun to prove that theory, haven't you?)

you know, things were so much better when i was so blissfully unattached to life.

yeah, i've always heard things look better from a distance.