Whispers to the sky.
Sitting in this cage.
Refusal of Goodbye.
Living in hope to engage.

Looking to the moon in the middle of June.
Passing of Satellites sending my reassurance in the undying distance.
Excuse my soul's desire to be in control of our prior..

I know you dream of me too.
Not ready to bid adieu.
Promising to show love so true.
Give me time to prove this statement to you..

Looking to the moon in the middle of June.
Passing of Satellites sending my reassurance in the undying distance.
Excuse my soul's desire to be in control of our prior..

A toast to a future in gold.
My savior so noble and bold.
Sending whispering to the sky.
My satellite I will soon find..