Stars And Satellites

I was born in the City of Toronto

Given on the third of July

Beneath the stars and satellites

And the ceiling in my room and I would cry

Saying "Mother do you know where I've been hiding?

Father, do you know where I've been?"

In the autumn under the maple tree

These shoes are getting too small for my feet

It won't be long before I'm on my own

And I'm hoping that the stars and satellites

Will always bring me home

Brother do you know what I've been wishing

I would let the time fly by if I could

Because my eyes have always tried

To see much further then my mind has understood

21 years old and I'm worried

That I might never take the time I need

Because my hair has always been so

Much older then my shoulders can believe

It won't be long before I'm gone it's true

And I'm hoping that the stars and satellites

Will always see us through

It won't be long before I'm on my own

And I'm hoping that the stars and satellites

Will always bring me home… will always bring me home