You are what you are
I don’t matter to anyone
But Hollywood legends will never grow old
And all of what’s hidden, well, it will never grow cold
But I lost myself when I lost you
But I still got jazz when I’ve got those blues
And I lost myself when I lost you
And I still get trashed, darling, when I hear your tunes
But you are who you are
I won’t change you for anything
For when you are crazy, I’ll let you be bad
I’ll never dare change thee to what you are not
But I lost myself when I lost you
But I still got jazz when I’ve got those blues
I lost myself and I lost you, too
And I still get trashed, baby, when I hear your tunes
I put the radio on; hold you tight in my mind
It isn’t strange that you’re not here with me
But I know the lights on in the television
Trying to transmit, can you hear me?
Ground control to Major Tom
Can you hear me all night long?
Ground control to Major Tom
Well, I lost myself when I lost you
But I still got jazz when I’ve got the blues
I lost myself and I lost you, too
And I still get trashed, honey, when I hear your tunes
Mhm...
Mhm...
