Satellite

Sunday mornings standing
in our Monday best
you were just like the rest.
beautiful and breakable
I was waiting alone, I was waiting
to hold

holding onto something
I thought I could change
(if we could just rearrange?)
ending and unending
I never thought I
might see the day


I’ve been waiting on a star to follow me back home
Standing at midnight, and I’ve never felt so alone
Confused and wishing like there’s no one left in the world
I may be nothing, but can I be your girl?

Thursday evenings, phone calls
ringing in the dark
and what I need is a spark
keep thinking and rethinking
moments and could we
lay here like this?

Til Sunday morning comes and
we are often thrown
baby, look how you’ve grown
it seemed just yesterday you
taught me how to sing
I know I…

I’ve been waiting on a star to follow me back home
Standing at midnight, and I’ve never felt so alone
Confused and wishing like there’s no one left in the world
I may be nothing, but can I be your girl?

I’ve been waiting on a star to follow me back home
Standing at midnight, and I’ve never felt so alone
Confused and wishing like there’s no one left in the world
I may be nothing, but can I be your girl?