Peter Schilling - Major Tom (Coming Home)

Peter Schilling - Major Tom (Coming Home) Lyrics: 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 effect, when all is done Thinks 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 4, 3, 2, 1 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