Houston We Have Problems

Written by: M. D. Gifford II

Stop on a dime and take me home
You show signs and now I’m done
Typically oh yes, I’m wrong
But you’re not the man I want

Houston we are done
We have all of these problems
Can you bring us right back home
Oh we are headed for the sun

Ha, ha, ha, ha
This one’s over, I can feel it

Don’t you cry I’ll take you home
You chose sides and now I’m done
It’s a shame we had promise
Now you’re not the girl I want

Houston we are done
We have all of these problems
Can you bring us right back home
Are we headed for the sun
Houston we are done
We can’t fix all these problems
Should you bring us right back home
Or do we head straight for the sun
Do we head straight for the sun
We are headed for the son