My girlfreind thinks that I'm a nutter,
My parents think that I'm an utter fool for wasting my time on this
But I'm not chasing my imagination
I just can't help avoid my fixation,
'Cause I know that he really exists.
But if you look through time,
Then you will find
So many artifacts have been signed
With clues all pointing his way
And though he may have different faces,
I think it's him in all the cases,
The man is an enigma,
Who knows where he is today?
Just have a look at what I've found
Am I going crazy or is he following me?
You can find his legacy sketched throughout
Though the history books always tend to leave him out
He takes danger with him everywhere he goes
So if he does show up then we'll know
That somethings not right.
But I just can't help to think,
That I would make a good companion by his side.
I'm pretty bright, always polite,
Oh, Doctor, take me up tonight!
I know that I should get a grip,
But I need to see inside his ship,
And have him take me everywhere he's gone.
Or at least I'd like to meet the guy,
To shake his hand then say Goodbye,
And thank him for all he's done.
You can't deny that aliens must be real.
Well is it that hard to believe
That some may be revealed to look like us?
Well I know it's just all speculation,
But I feel I must try to trust in what I feel.
I know I must see like some kind of neanderthal
While you're a flying cosmic genius
And know it all!
I'm just an insect,
There's nothing I can do.
How could I expect that I would ever meet you?
>My parents think that I'm an utter fool for wasting my time on this
But I'm not chasing my imagination
I just can't help avoid my fixation,
'Cause I know that he really exists.
But if you look through time,
Then you will find
So many artifacts have been signed
With clues all pointing his way
And though he may have different faces,
I think it's him in all the cases,
The man is an enigma,
Who knows where he is today?
Just have a look at what I've found
Am I going crazy or is he following me?
You can find his legacy sketched throughout
Though the history books always tend to leave him out
He takes danger with him everywhere he goes
So if he does show up then we'll know
That somethings not right.
But I just can't help to think,
That I would make a good companion by his side.
I'm pretty bright, always polite,
Oh, Doctor, take me up tonight!
I know that I should get a grip,
But I need to see inside his ship,
And have him take me everywhere he's gone.
Or at least I'd like to meet the guy,
To shake his hand then say Goodbye,
And thank him for all he's done.
You can't deny that aliens must be real.
Well is it that hard to believe
That some may be revealed to look like us?
Well I know it's just all speculation,
But I feel I must try to trust in what I feel.
I know I must see like some kind of neanderthal
While you're a flying cosmic genius
And know it all!
I'm just an insect,
There's nothing I can do.
How could I expect that I would ever meet you?