You, you look to the stars for answers
Your face glowin´ in blue
You smile at the thought that there´s somethin´ out there Suddenly a smile turns to a stare
A million tiny light bulbs shining
Through celluloid across the country

Little green men
Eyes shielded with a shaky hand
The women screaming
And the children gather and wonder

Who´s there
Who´s there

Fond of a night out in California
It´s late an interruption in space
Your smile could there be someone out there
Suddenly the smile has been erased
The radio crackled voices
With obvious and used excuses

Blue gas burning above
Flicks and cartoons bumber stickers
In preparation for tomorrow
And the children gather and wonder

Who´s there
Who´s there

A million tiny bulbs exploding
Out the theater doors they´re screaming
Ushers pick up treasures
Little nervous mens co-ordinance
Point at the moon
And the children gather and wonder

Who´s there
Who´s there

Who´s there
Who´s there
Who´s there