|
Lyric provided by www.seekalyric.com |
I slip and sway at every Passing turn I think I may be, Losing my mind. I ride my bike up the hill To a an abandoned house On the outskirts of Los Angeles But no one can see me, Nobody really knows me at all Would you be my satellite Would you be my radar? They don't understand us, But it don't matter Satellite, sa-a-a-atellite I should just get on with it and Say the things I meant to say For so long Bit my tongue till I tasted blood I don't want to lose control I'm on the edge of my seat I can feel my heaart skip a beat Would you be my satellite Would you be my radar? They don't understand us, But it don't matter Satellite, sa-a-a-atellite Satellite. I write love letters to pass the time And I'm a radio - you're the frequency I'm on Been so long since I been gone Would you be my satellite? Would you be my radar? They don't understand us, But it don't matter Satellite, satellite, Be my satellite? Would you be my radar? They don't understand us, No no, but it don't matter Satellite, sa-a-a-atellite |