The satellites sing songs
The days run into one
I need the sound of cars
To drown the quiet sun
I need the sound of cars
To drown the silent night
The shadows in the sun
I’m lookin’ for a light
I’m dancing in the sun
A strapless Friday night
I’m laughin’ on the run
To dim the quiet light
The nights run into days
The days run into nights
I dream the sound of cars
To drown to satellites