The Last Trip To Mars Testo

Sweet seventeen, never been kissed

He had never known what he had missed

Laying in the grass, playing in the stars

Our hero makes his final trip to mars


Thoughts seems to change, now what's on his mind

Floating down a river wasting time

Playing in the mud, basking in the sun

At the O.K. Corral with his gun



And he's lost in a daydream

Never to return

A picture in the glowing embers burns

Let's the hours pass

Hours turn to years
He's smiling and no one really cares



He's gazing at the clouds

And he's drinking lemonade

Lean against a tree

And we're drowning in the shade

Staring in his eyes

But still he can't be seen

Then their lips meet for the first time

And this life's a dream



Under full moon, playing with his friends

At a time when nothing seems to end

Take a look around, isn't this great

At a time when growing up can wait