We touch, I feel a rush; we clutch, it isn't much but it's enough to make me wonder what's in store for us. I'm a space-bound rocketship and your heart's the moon and I'm aimin' right at you, right at you. 250, 000 miles on a clear night in June and I'm aimin' right at you, right at you.

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