Satellites - T.S.O.L.

Drifting fighting darkness

On the edge of space

I won’t come down

Slashing diving fighting

Flying over love

I can’t touch down

It’s not enough she wants to be by my side

It’s not enough she says that she’s satisfied

Because she can’t feel me enough

We’re satellites

Spinning listing weightless

Communication down

I’m so knocked out

Sliding diving reckless

Falling towards the ground

I can’t touch down

It’s not enough she wants to be by my side

It’s not enough she says that she’s satisfied

Because she can’t feel me enough

We’re satellites

No, she can’t feel me enough

We’re satellites

Driving screaming bouncing

Off the arms of stars

I can’t come down

Drifting listening reaching

On the edge of space

I’m so knocked out

It’s not enough she wants to be by my side

It’s not enough she says that she’s satisfied

Because she can’t feel me enough

We’re satellites

No, she can’t feel me enough

We’re satellites