Brooklyn - Satellite
Whisper out my window
I hear the fall winds calling
I feel you waiting while you lie awake
For an answer that's not coming
Uh whoa cause who I am another ghost in your bed
The shell of a man learning to love again
Or a stubborn fool who can't hear a word you said
Just give me the chance to bury my dead
I am just alone a lonely tree in brooklyn
Climbing towards the sky line
Never one seems to know
Which way I should be turning
Uh whoa cause who I am another ghost in your bed
The shell of a man learning to love again
Or a stubborn fool who can't hear a word you said
Just give me the chance to bury my dead
The fire in your eyes or the taste on my lips
Look at what mess we've made a mess we've made
Of love
The fire in your eyes wanna taste on my lips
Look at what mess we've made a mess we've made
Of love
Is there a fire on the hillside
Or a new horizon burning
Cause I can't live a lie
And I don't know what's true
Who I am another ghost in your bed
The shell of a man learning to love again
Or a stubborn fool who can't hear a word you said
Just give me the chance to bury my dead
I am ghost in your bed
The shell of a man learning to love again
Or a stubborn fool who can't hear a word you said
Just give me the chance to bury
The change to bury my dead