Satellite - Randy Rogers Band

Written by：Sean Michael Mcconnell/Randy Rogers

There's something about this time of day

The sun goes home and the shadows fade

And all my thoughts come out to play

I count 'em one by one

And I come undone

When the lights turn on in the streets tonight

And the moon hangs low in the empty sky

I'll be thinking of you wondering why

I'm a million miles away just out here spinning around

Waiting to touch back down like a satellite

Like a satellite

Maybe if I could fall asleep

I'll meet you somewhere in my dreams

Promise that you'll look for me

I'll be the one with the empty cup

Then I'll wake up

When the lights turn on in the streets tonight

And the moon hangs low in the empty sky

I'll be thinking of you wondering why

I'm a million miles away just out here spinning around

Waiting to touch back down like a satellite

I feel like I'm lost out here

Floating around in the atmosphere

When the lights turn on in the streets tonight

And the moon hangs low in the empty sky

I'll be thinking of you wondering why

I'm a million miles away

When the lights turn on in the streets tonight

And the moon hangs low in the empty sky

I'll be thinking of you wondering why

I'm a million miles away just out here spinning around

Waiting to touch back down like a satellite

Like a satellite

When the lights come on in the street tonight

I'll be your satellite