I blame you for the moonlit sky
And the dream that died
With the eagles flight.
I blame you for the moonlit nights
When I wonder, why are the seeds still dry?
Don't blame the Sleeping Satellite.

Did we fly to the moon too soon?
Did we swarm with the chance?
In the rush of the race,
The reason we chase is lost in the romance.
And still we try to justify the ways for a taste of man's greatest adventure. Whoa

I blame you for the moonlit sky
And the dream that died
With the eagles flight.
I blame you for the moonlit nights
When I wonder, why are the seeds still dry?
Don't blame the Sleeping Satellite.

Have we lost what it takes to advance?
Have we peaked too soon?
If the world is so great then why does it scream under a blue moon?
We wonder why, if the young will sacrifice for a price of it's greatest treasure. Whoa

I blame you for the moonlit sky
And the dream that died
With the eagles flight.
I blame you for the moonlit nights
When I wonder, why are the seeds still dry?
Don't blame the Sleeping Satellite.

And when we shoot for the stars?
What a giant step!
Have we got what it takes to carry the weight of this concept?
I'll pass it by.
Like a shot in the dark is a moth with a sense of adventure. Whoa

Whoa, oh, ho,ho, oh. Yeah, yea
Whoa, oh, ho,ho, oh. Yeah, yea, yea
Don't blame the Sleeping Satellites.