Welcome back, F.

Now that she’s back in the atmosphere

With drops of Jupiter in her hair.

She acts like summer and walks like rain

Reminds me that there’s time to change.

Since the return from her stay on the moon

She listens like spring and she talks like june.

Tell me did you sail across the sun?

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

And 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 at yourself out there?

Now that she’s back from that soul vacation

Tracing her way through the constellation.

She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo

Reminds me that there’s time to grow.

Now that she’s back in the atmosphere

I’m afraid that she 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 the light of day?

And 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?