Radio

A cold night when I was young

I made a wish that I'd be on the radio

We used to let it go

Tongue tied and awkward silence

But inside I scream to hear me on the radio

I couldn't let it go

You, you thought that I would break

That I would hesitate

Well look at me now

You, you swore that I would crash

That I would never last

Just look at me now

Radio

On the radio

Late night, winter Chicago

Ten years and still I listen to the radio

And then it starts to snow

The station's frequencies

While dream and ?

Finally they start the show

I'm on the radio

You, you talked a lot of shit

And ? quit

Well look at me now

You, you said I'd never say

But I know you're listening

Just look at me now

You thought that I would break

You swore that I would crash

You spit a lot of shit

Well look at me, just look at me now