Composer: Jonathan Guedalia, Samantha Smith, Matt Romagna, Charlie Bryce Wallace
Lyrics
The air in this room’s getting thin
My patience for you is getting thinner
Don’t care if you’re lonely again
Just let me escape for a minute
I want space
Build myself a spaceship
You’re gravity but I wanna be weightless
Suit up I can’t take this
Blast off!
I’m over the moon
I’m loving this view
Not thinking bout you
I’m cutting you loose
In T minus 2
Not thinking bout you
I’m over the moon Ooo ooo ooo
You can’t keep me close all the time
I don’t need to ask your permission
And I’ve got enough on my mind
Making my own damn decisions
I want space
Build myself a spaceship
You’re gravity but I wanna be weightless
Suit up I can’t take this Blast off!
I’m over the moon
I’m loving this view
Not thinking bout you
I’m cutting you loose
In T minus 2
Not thinking bout you
I’m over the moon!
I’m over the moon!
Ooo Ooo Ooo
Houston we have a problem... (astronaut language)
I’m over the moon
I’m loving this view
Not thinking bout you
I’m cutting you loose
In T minus 2
Not thinking bout you
I’m over the moon!
Yeah! Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo
Over the moon, yeah
CHARLIE BRYCE WALLACE, JONATHAN WHITAKER GUEDALIA, MATTHEW M ROMAGNA, SAMANTHA NICOLE SMITH