Wide Open Star - Robyn Hitchcock

Now spring is here, you know I

Throw myself right under to your

Wide open star, open star

I close my eyes and then I

Dissipate in wonder through your

Wide open star

I don’t know why the sun don’t shine

Is it because of me?

It must have fallen down a mine

I walk into the room and kneel down before you

On a wide open star

I only hope that what I do ain’t gonna bore you

On a wide open star

I love the way that you recline

Recline in front of me

I’ve never seen you this way up before

As I lay dying won’t you leave the window open

On a wide open star

The trick in life is how to function without hoping on a

Wide open star

We all return the way we came

There ain’t no mystery

And in the blackest hole

I call your name

Now, Mister Engine, won’t you

Keep those diesels humming on a

Wide open star

I think I hear

My one true love a-coming on a

Wide open star

I love you in a nervous light

You mean the works to me

I want to hold you

In a thousand arms