Turning Zero

My see-through body floats along
The boiling suburban streets
The disapproving eyes of adults
And my eyes sometimes meet
I’m just a teenage believer
Worshipping your perfect hair
Hovering around your sacred belly
What’s going on in there?
There’s a baby in my body
Turning zero
The sunny weather makes you
Want to live again
I’m gonna go out tonight
My baby comes from the moon
My baby comes from the moon
My baby, my baby
My baby comes from the moon
The sunny weather makes you
Want to live again
I’m gonna go out tonight
My baby comes from the moon
My baby comes from the moon
My baby, my baby
My baby comes from the moon