Standing there alone, the ship is waiting
All systems are go. Are you sure?
Control is not convinced, but the computer
has the evidence. No need to abort
The countdown starts
Watching in a trance, the crew is certain
Nothing left to chance. All is working
Trying to relax, up in the capsule
"Send me up a drink," jokes Major Tom
The count goes on
Earth below us, drifting falling
Floating weightless, calling, calling home
Second stage is cut, we're now in orbit
Stabilizers up, running perfect
Starting to collect, requested data
What will it affect, when all is done
Thinks Major Tom?
Far beneath the ship, the world is mourning
They don't realize, he's alive
No one understands, but Major Tom sees
"Now the light commands:
This is my home. I'm coming home"
Earth below us, drifting falling
Floating weightless, coming home
Earth below us, drifting falling
Floating weightless, coming home
Home (x3)