Rocketeer Songtext
von Lucy Woodward

So my little shooting star
You′re buckled in and suited up
I'll brush away that final tear, my rocketeer
Have a look around, my love
I′ll squeeze your hand one last goodbye
I can't help wish I was enough for you, my love

I'll let go of all that isn′t mine
Guess it was just a matter of time
You′re the flame
And I am made of smoke
But smoke will clear
My rocketeer


Hold your breath
Count down from ten
Don't breathe out that air too soon
You need everything to get you through, my burst balloon
All our blueprints, all our plans
Vanish into thinnest airs
One day I hope to understand but until then

I′ll let go of all that isn't mine
Guess it was just a matter of time
You′re the flame
And I am made of smoke
But smoke will clear
My rocketeer

Strap on your boots
What's stopping you
Don′t you go and change your mind
But if you do I'll still be here
For you my little rocketeer