Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Satellite in my eyes
Like a diamond in the sky
How I wonder
Satellite strung from the moon
And the world your balloon
Peeping Tom for the mother station.
Winter's cold, spring erases
And the calm by the way the storm is chasing
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down, all around
Hey, Satellite.
Satellite headlines read
Someone's secret you've seen
Eyes and ears have been.
Satellite dish in my yard
Tell me more, tell me more
Who's the king of your satellite castle?
Winter's cold, spring erases
And the calm by the way the storm is chasing
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down, all around
Hey, Satellite.
Rest high above the cloud
No restriction
Television
We bounce ‘round the world
And while I spend these hours five senses reeling
I laugh about this weatherman's satellite eyes.
Satellite in my eyes
Like a diamond in the sky
How I wonder
Satellite
Strung from the moon
And the world your balloon
Peeping Tom for the mother station.
Winter's cold, spring erases
And the calm by the way the storm is chasing
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down, all around
Hey, Satellite
Satellite
Satellite
Satellite.;
Like a diamond in the sky
How I wonder
Satellite strung from the moon
And the world your balloon
Peeping Tom for the mother station.
Winter's cold, spring erases
And the calm by the way the storm is chasing
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down, all around
Hey, Satellite.
Satellite headlines read
Someone's secret you've seen
Eyes and ears have been.
Satellite dish in my yard
Tell me more, tell me more
Who's the king of your satellite castle?
Winter's cold, spring erases
And the calm by the way the storm is chasing
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down, all around
Hey, Satellite.
Rest high above the cloud
No restriction
Television
We bounce ‘round the world
And while I spend these hours five senses reeling
I laugh about this weatherman's satellite eyes.
Satellite in my eyes
Like a diamond in the sky
How I wonder
Satellite
Strung from the moon
And the world your balloon
Peeping Tom for the mother station.
Winter's cold, spring erases
And the calm by the way the storm is chasing
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down, all around
Hey, Satellite
Satellite
Satellite
Satellite.;