In the Satellite Rides a Star

Time knows you're alone, time has your file

I'm in the middle of letters you signed

In your cursive, cursive style



Going down to none is different for boys and girls

I got your number I know who you are

You're a satellite on the world



And I feel it slowing And I feel it slowing down

And I feel it slowing And I feel it slowing down



You didn't have the right to go so many a mile

Ain't a good woman who rolls out of sight

When she could honestly stay awhile



But roll on as you like

Yeah, roll in the sand like a stone

I got your number I know who you were

You were a satellite all along



And I feel it slowing And I feel it slowing down

And I feel it slowing And I feel it slowing down



And in the satellite rides a star