He had a dream ever since he was a kid Now he is grown, no longer a child Everybody looks at him and say "He is crazy" but it made him smile Nobody knows, the secret garden where he belongs Thrashing down the grass and draw, complicated circles and lines Stand the antenna to send the message but there is no reply Still his mind is out in space He didn't care what the people say He had a freedom there only he could stay Even today he is still inventing A free world where he can dream all day Gazing at the midnight sky Waiting for the man from the moon Gazing at the midnight sky Still waiting to take me away Still he is in the circles and lines