I got some radio wires soldered to my heart

You're the only thing that's coming in

I'm getting static from my better sense

Nothing on the FM

See, I've been praying for a signal

A sign that you haven't sent

You might be an angel falling from the heavens

Or a stranger from a garden party

Drunk and roaming ever since

I got a radio heart and you're the only thing that's coming in

Static from my better sense

Stagnant on my betterment

I'm praying for signal or a sign that you haven't sent

Running from a place where they don't make people like me

I keep the car running

I keep my bags packed

I don't wanna leave, just don't wanna leave last

I've been praying for your touch, your glance, your hand

And he's a better kisser than you'd think, mom

He's a better listener than most

We took pretty pictures by the sea, mom

Fell in love and sailed off

And when the Son of Man had me in his clutches

The Son of Man had me in his clutches

The Son of Man had me in his clutches

The sons of men pulled me to the touch and I loved it

I hate you more than I miss you

That's not true, I'd hate to miss you

Anywhere I go, anywhere you've been before

I get the chance to say goodbye

Or hello, I mean

You don't call, you don't write

You know I've been up for forty days and forty nights

And all my fears have multiplied

By the silence in your eyes

Does he stay for the way the air you're moving? You're moving

Does he stay for the air the way you're moving You're losing it

Better hide your love, hide your love

Don't let it slip away, don't let it slip away

You better hide your love, hide your love

Don't let it slip away, don't let it slip away

You better hide your love, say, hide your love

Hide your love, hide your love

You better hide your love

You better hide your love

Better hide your love

Better hide your love

Better hide your love

Hide your love