Drops of Jupiter 

By Pat Monahan

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 time to change,

Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June,

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

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss 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 time 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 is too afraid to fly so he never did land

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 did you miss me

While you were looking for yourself out there

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you

Even when I know you’re wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance

Five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me

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 toward the milky way

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

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me

While you were looking for yourself out there...