Science - Tanita Tikaram

If we could talk all night

I could tell you what I need

It’s a stationary place

Where I’m moving endlessly

If we could talk all night

I could really turn you loose

There’s a blemish in the sky

That I’m always falling through

It’s the science

That kills me

You can take the heat

Of a visionary girl

Throwing paper planes

Through the newness of this world

I know I seem so weak

Look around me

It’s the science

That kills me

That kills me

We are on the Earth

And turning recklessly

I never felt so free

It’s the science

That kills me

Science

That kills me