*…..BaCk In ThE aTmOsPhErE….*

*Now that she’s back in the atmosphere…*
<…With Drops of Jupiter in her hair…>
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me
[”’..That there’s a time to change..”’]
 *Since the return from her stay on the moon*
She listens like spring and she talks like June 

But tell me
[§…Did You Sail Across The Sun?…§]
Did you make it to the Milky Way
To see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated?

And Tell me
[!!….Did you fall for a shooting star?….!!]
*One without a permanent scar*
And then you missed me
[While you were looking for yourself out there?]
Now that she’s back from that soul vacation
[**Tracing her way through the constellation**]
She checks out Mozart while she does Tae-Bo
Reminds me that there’s room to grow 
*Now that she’s back in the atmosphere*
I’m afraid that she might think of me
 as Plain ol’ Jane told a story about a man
[‘…Who was too afraid to fly so he never did land…’]
But tell me
 Did the wind sweep you off your feet?
*Did you finally get the chance*
[…To dance along the light of day…]
And head back to the Milky Way?

And tell me
Did Venus blow your mind?
<…Was it everything you wanted to find?…>
And then you missed me
While you were looking for yourself out there
And now you’re lonely looking for yourself out there.
["Drops of Jupiter"- Train, picture by Mar-ka, Dark_Velvet, deviantart.com]