Way back when, I was a stranger in my own skin
I'd hide away for hours in my iso tower
I'd pretend that I was somewhere more romantic
Yeah, someone not so tragic
With forty-fives and magic
I'm taking off to Mars in my vinyl car
I'm gonna hit the heights, maybe nick some stars
And you won't have a clue what I've been up to
Even when I tried to crawl out of my own skin
I'd always get right back in
'Cause the safety here with this pen
Now I get it; to my family, I'm a spaceman
With a pair of soundproof tin cans
And transmissions from a strange land
I'm taking off to Mars in my vinyl car
I'm gonna hit the heights, maybe nick some stars
And you won't have a clue what I've been up to
I'm gonna hang my hat underneath the moon
I'm gonna take some pain and stick it to a tune
So you can sing along, get the words all wrong
Strangers everywhere,
stranger right in front of me
I just stand and stare
Who's that looking back at me?
I'm taking off to Mars in my vinyl car
I'm gonna hit the heights, maybe nick some stars
And you won't have a clue what I've been up to
I'm gonna hang my hat underneath the moon
I'm gonna take some pain and stick it to a tune
So you can sing along, get the words all wrong
We spend our whole lives never knowing anybody
We spend our whole lives never knowing anybody
Don't spend your whole life never knowing anybody
Never knowing anybody
Way back when, I was a stranger in my own skin...