Mrs. Major Tom

You went up, so bright Tom
Thought my love was rocketing you along
When you didn't come back, and didn't come back
My nova heart collapsed
To a black, black hole

Floating on sine waves in inner space
Awaiting a signal of grace
From ground control, to lost control,
Ballet to battle, halo to hole

You were so far gone
Right was wrong, up was down.
By going still further on,
you hoped to come around.
It was light years long, dear husband Tom.
At last back you've come...
Yet still, you're gone.

Floating on sine waves in inner space
Awaiting a signal of grace
From ground control, to lost control,
Ballet to battle, halo to hole

I watched the skies, for all that time,
And now your asteroid eyes
Say you were never mine.
Never mine, never mine,
Never, never mine...

Floating on sine waves in inner space
Awaiting a signal of grace
From ground control, to lost control,
Ballet to battle, halo to hole

You didn't burn up, my Major Tom.
You just burnt out.
You just burnt out.