I don't know who I am I don't know who you are But when I touch your hand I see shooting stars I see ferris wheels Curling walls of steel And light.
The long distance calls Over twisted wires Some last heart felt words Caught up on the lines We speak through satellites That hang like the stars at night In the sky.
I don't know who I am I don't know who you are But when I touch your hand I see shooting stars I see ferris wheels Curling walls of steel And light.
We speak through satellites That hang like the stars at night In the sky.
We speak through satellites That hang like the stars at night In the sky.