Lelia Broussard - Satellite

I slip and sway at every
Passing town I think I may be
Losing my mind

I ride my bike up the hill
To 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 heart 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 and you're the frequency I'm on
But it's been so long
Since I've 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