Earth below us Drifting, falling Floating weightless Coming home Earth below us Drifting, falling Floating weightless Coming home Earth below us Drifting, falling Floating weightless Coming, coming home Home Home Home Home

Four, three, two, one Earth below us Drifting, falling Floating weightless Calling, calling home



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
Four, three, two, one Earth below us Drifting, falling Floating weightless Calling, calling home