I turn to leave and you grab my sleeve
You say, "Why so fast, cant we make this last?"
I said, "Ten years thats a mighty long time"
It seems by now you couldve made up your mind
You just want me to be a
Satellite to your sun
I want to fly free in heaven
Satellite you want me
To be caught in your gravity
You pull me in then you push away again
What scares you the most is when I get too close
And youre terrified of being alone
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