Hum I'd Like Your Hair Long

I'd like your hair long and ladled to the ground
You'd prefer an astronaut
Someone to relate to and someone to command
And I would be a simple man

I could hardly wait for my stars to fall in line
And synchronize and shine
A wasted string of years and a wasted string of lies
It's still the same to me

It's a waste of a song
You're a waste of my lungs

I'd like your face gone and in its place the sun
And I will be an astronaut
For I have come to surface to catch some light and feed
And I have everything I need

You're still the same to me
You're a waste of a song