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