(What do I want to go out for?  There is no point  I'm out already  There's nothing out there anyway  It's all in here  There's little bits out there  There's you and me sometimes  And I walk up to a forget-me-not  And I smile  Whilst you're breathing the macro  Looking to the distant hills  And wandering in wonder  I'll point out Saturn  And you'll tell me  The chemical formula  Of nitrous oxide  It would be a disillusionment  A grand disappointment  For all our friends  Not to see us in love again)  If I could, I would  If I can, I will  (My tears  They're getting in my eyes)