Blue Oyster Cult

Strange shapes light up the night
Never seen them though I hope I might
Dont ask if they are real
The men in black, their lips are sealed
Fantasy it fills my mind
To leave this place before my time
Release myself from earthly care
My dream may be your nightmare
I turn my hopes up to the sky
Id like to know before I die
Memories will slowly fade
I lift my eyes and say
Come on, take me away
Come on, take me away
Come here, girl, close to me