When I count the distance in light years A part of me isn¹t satisfied I lost control and my sight All the substance beneath my feet is gone Behind my armor I¹m safe In my orbit nervously I just want to be disarmed by you Then I would reach out into the surface In this interstellar Ambience there¹s no perversity Only obscurity of things that matter I just want to be disarmed.. I just want to be disarmed by you I just want to be disarmed.. I just want to be disarmed by you Then I would reach out into the surface