The satellite looks down on her as she begins to cry
All over the world at the very same time
People sharing the same sorrow
As the satellite looks down
Her darkest hour is somebody's bright tomorrow
(From Satellite by Elvis Costello)
The satellite looks down on her as she begins to cry
All over the world at the very same time
People sharing the same sorrow
As the satellite looks down
Her darkest hour is somebody's bright tomorrow
(From Satellite by Elvis Costello)