Lyrics

Better than sugar
And only a stones throw away
You never shoulda let me get that far out babe

Lucy and the football
You go and love him till it hurts
And that's exactly what it did

But like satellites
Traveling the sky
You hold too tight
And now you know

24/7
You soak him in like sliced bread
But you know something's never quite right
Sometimes you can hear him
At night before you go to bed
But you hear a lot of people at night

Cause like satellites
Angels are in short supply
You keep trying to get it right
And now they're gone

Looking at your shadows
Feel the pounding of your pulse
Maybe he'll make it right
Maybe he'll use his words
Come on baby please
Unring the bell

Cause like satellites
Traveling the sky
You're holding tight
Till you know

Better than sugar
And only a stones throw away
You never shoulda let me get that far out baby