In junior year there’s this one idiot
Who stares up at the stars twinkling above this town
A truant schoolgirl, who dons her pajamas,
The summer break hasn’t even come; but she’s quit.

While on earth boasting the name of ‘alien’ there was still
Someone in space’s waiting room who was even weirder: and his name was ‘you’.

“Can I connect?” I wonder and,
I interface to check it and,
Though all others avoided me there was you who looked my way blinking ever wide-eyed.
Telepathic feelings sent,
Even if the frequency’s mismatched,
I’m sure that you’ll still grasp to catch a blip; and for being that I love you.

See I’m not stable, can’t even keep a job,
Can’t even socialize, just stare up at the stars.
A truant schoolgirl, who dons her pajamas,
The summer break hasn’t even come; but she’s quit.

While in life boasting the name of ‘alien’ there was still
Something in space’s waiting room these messages from somewhere else still cycling ‘round.
“Can he love me?” I wonder and,
I rampage to check it and,
Though all others avoided me there was you who looked my way blinking ever wide-eyed.
Telepathic feelings sent,
Even if the frequency’s mismatched,
I’m sure that you’ll still grasp to catch a blip; and for being that I love you.

“Will he ping me?” I wonder and,
I begin to worry and then
Through the ups and downs somehow at my side you’re there; you know what I, love you.
You are the person that I love utterly
You are the person that I love utterly for being you
The person that I love utterly
You are the person that I love utterly being you

I am sure there is no one else my signal links.