Mixed by Davis Jones
Lyrics
Radio Song
It’s Like this person is a recluse.
He’s been hiding all summer long.
Put the pencil to the paper.
You Scratch the notes to another song.
You start the carving at the table.
Something about this just feels so…
And I don’t know what to do.
You got me hanging by the radio.
Is this your song or is it someone else?
And I don’t know what to do.
You got me hanging by the radio.
Is this your song or is it someone else?
Can’t push yourself away from mistakes.
The kind that whiteout can’t take away.
Just try and think of some distraction.
Until the melody fades away.
A torture stuck inside of your head.
Round and round on continuous play.
Just go to sleep and stop the thoughts now.
And try to start again another ……
And I don’t know what to do.
You got me hanging by the radio.