Time knows you're alone, time has your file
I'm in the middle of letters you signed
In your cursive, cursive style

Going down to none is different for boys and girls
I got your number I know who you are
You're a satellite on the world

And I feel it slowing And I feel it slowing down
And I feel it slowing And I feel it slowing down

You didn't have the right to go so many a mile
Ain't a good woman who rolls out of sight
When she could honestly stay awhile

But roll on as you like
Yeah, roll in the sand like a stone
I got your number I know who you were
You were a satellite all along

And I feel it slowing And I feel it slowing down
And I feel it slowing And I feel it slowing down

And in the satellite rides a star