We can always expect to lose radio, radio contact.
Radio transmission every time that,
I let our fair moon.
Lay her body between us,
I need her now that youre breaking up.
Soon shell become my new sun.
Soon shell become.
Shes stealing her light from the old one.
Fast receiving but slow responding,
To your signals reading "Son, come home."
But I still believe it.
My God, I still need it.
But Im just tired of walking upright.
When I dont mean right,
I just want to look right.
We can always expect to lose radio, radio contact.
Radio transmission.
Soon shell become my new sun.
Soon shell become dim reflected love,
To light my way,
After I trade loving you for loving to obey.
Cause even with my feet on the path,
Our quite hearts lost contact.
So now Im wandering off,
Just to hear you calling me back.
We can always expect to lose.
© 2007 Tooth & Nail Records
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