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