And I know what you want
But it feels like moving round tends to get there
In a matter of time
You're carrying the weight of the sun
In the end
You're my satellite farmer
Patiently I'll wait for you to say anything
My satellite farmer
Patiently I'll wait for you to say anything
And I know you get tired
Of wishing off the same dead-end thoughts
There is a choir of rabid dogs
That never shuts up
In the end
You're my satellite farmer
Patiently I'll wait for you to say anything
My satellite farmer
Patiently I'll wait for you to say anything
I get so tied up
With the radio on
Yeah I get so tied up
With the radio on
