Drops of Jupiter

You know you guys have a lot of amazing bands from this part of the world, did you know that?

Well now he's back in the atmosphere

With Drops of Jupiter in his hair, hey, hey

He walks like summer and talks like rain

Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey

Since his return from the stay on the moon

He listens like spring and he talks like June, hey, hey

Tell me did you sail across the sun

Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded

That heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star

One without a permanent scar

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Well now he's back from that soul vacation

Chasing his way through the constellation, hey, hey

He checks out Mozart while he does tae-bo

Reminds me that there's room to grow, hey, hey

Well now he's back in the atmosphere

I'm afraid that he might think of me as plain ol' Jane

Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet

Did you finally get the chance to dance along in the light of day

Head back to the Milky Way

And tell me, did Venus blow your mind

Was it everything you wanted to find

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken

Your best friend always sticking up for you, even when I know you're wrong

Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation

The best soy latte that you ever had. . .and me.

Tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet

Did you finally get the chance to dance along in the light of day

Head back toward the Milky Way

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star

One without a permanent scar

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself?

Na na na na na na na na na na na na naaa, oh oh ohhh

Na na na na na na na na na na na na naaa, oh oh ohhh

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken

Your best friend always sticking up for you, even when I know you're wrong.

Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation

The best soy latte that you ever had. . .and me.