Radio Plays

A long distance carrier pigeon

Flying from Hollywood or Hell

And nobody was really sure

Nobody could really tell at all

If it was my imagination

Or just my situation

And the radio, the radio made me

And the radio, the radio plays

Station to station, into the night

Into tomorrow and the rest of our lives

Into the future, into the light

Into forever, until everything's quiet

The radio plays

The radio plays

Now I hadn't changed, I was just different

Man I was just thinking to myself

That nobody was really sure

Nobody could really tell at all

If it was my imagination

Or just my situation

The radio plays

The radio plays

A long distance carrier pigeon

Flying in from Hollywood or hell

And nobody was really sure

Nobody could really tell at all

If it was my imagination

Or just my situation