Fly me away

We’re searching for brand new stars
On Saturn, on Venus and Mars
Riding in speedy aerial cars
strumming guitars, strumming guitars

Let these moments of bliss
Be stamped with a surreal kiss
Let’s keep on flying like this
Nothing we’ll miss, nothing we’ll miss

Then we’ll dine on the Milky Way
Burgers & fries and that’s okay
This is our time to laugh and play
Let come what may, let come what may.