Orbiting

You named me judge the day that I was bornYou asked too much to fix what you had tornThings got out of hand, now I understandAnd I'm out of your rangeNow it's kind of strangeHow we change orbit in our livesYou were kind of a moon outside of my roomI could just feel you nearbyNow I feel you gone'Cause I know which side you're onAnd it's not mineI walk the line between now and thenIt's deep-sea diving with no oxygenGuess I went somewhere to hideFar behind my eyesI willed you there to seeBut you never came for meAnd I'm out of your rangeNow it's kind of strangeHow we change orbit in our livesYou were kind of a moon outside of my roomI could just feel you nearbyNow I feel you gone'Cause I know which side you're onAnd it's not mineAnd it's not mineAnd it's not mine