You look at me as if I have no reason

I look at you as if you have no soul

We toe the line across the moods and the seasons

Each of us wondering if we should be the one to go, the one to go

I don’t know when we started clinging to distractions

Me with my book and you there, watching your TV

Are we afraid of a crucial interaction

Wasn’t there something better that we used to be, so effortlessly

Or are we really just TWO SATELLITES

(spinning round each others lives)

TWO SATELLITES (passing by in the night)

SATELLITES - Reaching ‘cross the great divide

I look at you as if you have no vision

You look at me as if you’re really deeply tired

Is it so wrong to want a little bit of passion

Is it too much to want to be inspired, I want to be inspired

Chorus

Lifetimes moving past, imperfect stars a world apart

Keeping watchful stances, waiting to collide

Chorus