| Song | Major Tom |
| Artist | Face to Face |
| Album | All for Nothing |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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... | |
| Earth below us | |
| drifting, falling. | |
| Floating weightless | |
| calling, calling home... | |
| Second stage is cut. | |
| We're now in orbit. | |
| Stabilizers up, | |
| runnning perfect. | |
| Starting to collect | |
| requested data. | |
| "What will it affect | |
| 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. | |
| 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 is mourning. | |
| They don't realize | |
| he's alive. | |
| No one understands, | |
| but Major Tom sees. | |
| "Now the light commands | |
| this is my home, | |
| I'm coming home." | |
| Earth below us | |
| drifting, falling. | |
| Floating weightless | |
| coming home... | |
| Earth below us | |
| drifting, falling. | |
| Floating weightless | |
| coming, coming | |
| home. | |
| home. |