| the metronome was wrong again | |
| my heart has surely gone and skipped a beat | |
| now the rhythm is all right | |
| and i can understand your point of view | |
| jupiter this city is so bright | |
| the kind of light that spots your eyes with white | |
| jupiter your beauty doesn't mind | |
| to be the center of my universe | |
| jupiter you're seemingly so right for me | |
| your blood is sweet like wine | |
| and until i run out of vine | |
| i'll keep my seat on the edge of your mind | |
| dead in the vine of love | |
| well, visit me in my dreams tonight | |
| i keep my seat on the edge |