Pocket Full Of Stars

put me in a rocketship and send me straight to mars i'll 
bring you back a pocket full of stars shoot me thru the 
ozone layer
somewhere off the charts the world is theirs but the rest 
of it is ours dream with me the trip is always free take my
 hand and leave this world for awhile hop aboard my astral 
plane it should be quite a ride we'll buzz the eiffel tower
 and the english countryside into the sun I'll dip my wing 
and fly back four hundred years to give to you a sonnet 
penned by shakespeare dream with me the trip is always free
 take my hand and leave this world for awhile