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• Artiste: Michelle Branch
• Titre: Through The Radio
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I wonder if you're out there listening to this song tonight Every single word bouncing off the satellite And if you are I hope that you can feel these tears I cry Through the radio We never were good at saying Saying what we meant To each others faces We just shut down and we quit I guess poets have a funny way of only making sense Through the radio All the lines and wires, they get tangled every time Is this some kind of joke or is this God's twisted design? The only way I get to feel your body next to mine Is through the radio Through the radio When I close my eyes I can still feel your kiss I can taste forever right here on my lips I try to steal another but the closest that I get Is through the radio All the lines and wires, they get tangled every time Is this some kind of joke or is this God's twisted design? The only way I get to feel your body next to mine Is through the radio Oh, through the radio Well I pull the car over and I open up the roof I lay back my seat and I start to think of you When I'm looking at the stars you know it makes me feel so small And if the sky was burning you're the one I'd want to call If I could get to you I hope you know that I would crawl Through the radio I wonder if you're out there listening to this song tonight Every single word bouncing off the satellite And if you are I hope that you can feel these tears I cry Through the radio We never were good at saying Saying what we meant To each others faces We just shut down and we quit I guess poets have a funny way of only making sense Through the radio All the lines and wires, they get tangled every time Is this some kind of joke or is this God's twisted design? The only way I get to feel your body next to mine Is through the radio Oh, the radio When I close my eyes I can still feel your kiss I can taste forever right here on my lips I try to steal another but the closest that I get Is through the radio All the lines and wires, they get tangled every time Is this some kind of joke or is this God's twisted design? The only way I get to feel your body next to mine Is through the radio Oh, the radio Oh, the radio Oh, the radio Well I pull the car over and I open up the roof I lay back in my seat and I start to think of you When I'm looking at the stars you know it makes me feel so small And if the sky was burning you're the one I'd want to call If I could get to you I hope you know that I would crawl Through the radio Oh, through the radio Oh, through the radio