Peter Schilling
A, Am, B, C, D, E, Em, G, Gbm
Standing there alone, the ship is waiting, all systems are go.
Are you sure? Control is not convinced, but the computer has the evidence.
No need to abort.
The countdown starts.
Watching in a trance, the crew is certain, nothing left to chance.
All is working, trying to relax. Up in the capsule, send me up a drink.
Jokes Major Tom, the count goes on
4, 3, 2, 1, Earth below us
Drifting, falling, floating, weightless
Calling, calling home
Second stage is cut, we're now in orbit
Stabilizers up, running perfect, starting to collect.
Requested data, what will it affect when it's all done?
Thanks Major Tom.
Back at ground control, there is a problem.
Go to rockets full, not responding.
Hello Major Tom, are you receiving?
Turn the thrusters on, we're standing by.
There's no reply
Four, three, two, one
Earth below us
Drifting, falling
Floating, weightless
Calling, calling home
Across the stratosphere
A final message
Give my wife my love
Then nothing more
Far beneath the ship, the world is mourning
They don't realize he's alive, no one understands
But Major Tom sees, now the light commands
This is my home
I'm coming home
Earth below us
Drifting, falling
Floating, weightless
Coming home, earth below us Drifting, falling, floating, weightless
Coming home, earth below us Drifting, falling, floating, weightless
Coming, coming home