I got some radio wires soldered to my heart You're the only thing that's coming in I'm getting static from my better sense Nothing on the FM See, I've been praying for a signal A sign that you haven't sent You might be an angel falling from the Heavens Or a stranger from a garden party drunk and roaming ever since
I've got a Radio Heart and you're the only thing that's coming in Static from my better sense Stagnant on my betterment I'm praying for signal or a sign that you haven't sent Running from a place where they don't make people like me I keep the car running I keep my bags packed I don't wanna leave, just don't wanna leave last I've been praying for your touch, your glance, your hand
And he's a better kisser than you'd think, Mom He's a better listener than most We took pretty pictures by the sea, Mom Fell in love and sailed off And when the Son of Man had me in his clutches The Son of Man had me in his clutches The Son of Man had me in his clutches The sons of men pulled me to the touch and I loved it
I hate you more than I miss you That's not true, I'd hate to miss you Anywhere I go anywhere you've been before I get the chance to say goodbye Or hello I mean You don't call You don't write You know I've been up for forty days and forty nights and all my fears have multiplied By the silence in your eyes
Does he stay for the way for the air you're movin You're movin Does he stay for the way for the air you're movin You're losing it
Better Hide your love, Hide your love Don't let it slip away, don't let it slip away You better Hide your love Hide your love Don't let it slip away Don't let it slip away You better Hide your love Say Hide your love Now now Hide your love Hide your loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
