Текст песни Copyright - Radio
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May you smile upon this bandMay your miles beguile the landCross every dial and bandWhen I was young, I lay in bedAnd hummed a song, and shook my headAs I grew old, the world was coldThe radio was my only friendIn the California night, there is a chopper overheadLike a deer caught in the light, I can`t help but look aheadAnd I`m wondering when it`s going to stopAnd I`m hoping I won`t burn upA drop in the oceanHow you turn me on but I won`t belongCome on, turn me on, I`m playing your favorite songPolice are everywhere, they keep it peaceful thereFor bankers in cars, it`s lonely as MarsThey`re buying the air, they`re making the stars shine brightLike a deer caught in the light, I can`t help but look aheadLike a hummingbird in flight, I`m going nowhere, as I beat with all my mightThe radioIn this California night, I can`t help but look ahead