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