Oh satellite where are you? So many things I have to tell you Please come back soon. You went through an open door, or a hole in floor, You vanished and I can’t see you anymore,
never die, when we sleep beneath the open sky, And the deep shades overhead or and red, Is this the end, will you come back again?
I searched beyond the clouds, you there? I walk sadly onward through the crowd, somewhere, I saw beyond the blur, right where you were, And I beheld a sight so pure,
Dreams never die, when we sleep beneath open sky, And the deep shades overhead or blue and Is this the end, will you come back again?