Irya Gmeyner & Martin Hederos
Bright Satellite
When I hold your hand
And it's promise to get away
I know where I stand
But when you change the way
Of how you look at things
Do you still feel the same?
I want you with me at the end of night
Bright satellite
I want you with me at the end of night
Bright satellite
I want you with me at the end of night
Bright satellite
You listen so carefully
To every word I didn't say
While the rain drifts far away
I want you with me at the end of night
Bright satellite
I want you with me at the end of night
Bright satellite
I want you with me at the end of night
Bright satellite
I want you with me at the end of night
Bright satellite
I want you with me at the end of night
Bright satellite
I want you with me at the end of night
Bright satellite