Friday night I’m skipping out on my friends,
‘Cause I got places to be.
Feeling like I’m missing out on my youth,
Whatever that means for me.

But what’s the sense in getting stuck
In so much mud that you can’t cope?
And what’s the use in saying yes
When you mean no,

And you could be staring at a sky full of stars,
Wondering who you are.
Do the days go quite this slow on Jupiter and Mars?
Oh, I long to be just you and me in a sky full of stars.

Conversations circling round my head:
“You don’t deserve to be here.”
Expectation clouding up my rear view:
“Just focus on your career!”

But what’s the sense in giving up,
In giving in, in losing hope?
And what’s the use in saying no
When you mean yes,

When you should be staring at a sky full of stars,
Wondering who you are.
Do the days go quite this slow on Jupiter and Mars?
Oh, I long to be just you and me in a sky full of stars.

[Scat solos]

But what’s the sense in getting stuck
In so much mud that you can’t cope?
And what’s the use in saying yes
When you mean no,
And you,
And you,

Yeah you could be staring at a sky full of stars,
Wondering who you are.
Do the days go quite this slow on Jupiter and Mars?
Oh, I long to be just you and me…
In a sky full of stars.