"You said you'd come undone That you just couldn't love the stranger in the water and now their time has come Your hand grips on my wrist A hint that we could sink There's nowhere we'd be better Than out here on the brink When I finally get some sleep I can be the things I need To see the day get light I can be your sate (llite) I can be your satellite I know you're so adrift You feel each footstep missed When we're trying to exist How do they cope with this When it feels like you're swimming against the tide When the blood rushes to your head at night In the dark when you look to find a guide I will be your satellite"