Dear Gaia, I am a satellite in a meteor shower
Dear Gaia, I am the snow that falls on the summer flowers
I'm the hiking buddha who covets everything
Yeah, I'm a navel gazer in your boxing ring

Gaia, we should let them all be
Gaia, run away and grow old with me
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
Save you, save you
Save you

Dear Gaia, I am David getting cozy with defeat
Dear Gaia, I am a panhandler on a ghost town street
I'm a Sunday driver in the freeway blur
Yeah, I'm a white knuckle grip on a hummingbird

Gaia, we should let them all be
Gaia, run away and grow old with me
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
Save you, save you
Save you

Hello, baby, hello
You're the only face in this crowd
Can I give all my time to you
Or are you feeling too proud
 

Gaia, we should let them all be
Gaia, run away and grow old with me
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
Save you, save you
I can't save you

© John Newlands