The Kills - Satellite

Lost her behind the station

Lost her behind the moon

Operator, operator dial her back

Operator put me through

Ahuuuh, satellite gave up the ghost too soon

Rising on the thermals

She calling in and out the blue

Ahuuuh, carried her off on a silver spoon

I loved her too long, don’t take her too

Oooohhh ohhhhhhh

Oh how he crossed us on that fate your path in my own satellite

What a mess a little time makes to us when time and place collide

Operator, operator dial her back

Operator, operator don’t take her too.

I loved her too her long, don’t love her too

Operator, operator dial her back

Operator, operator don’t take her too

I love her too her long, don’t love her too, don’t love her too

Oooohhh ohhhhhhh…