Radio Plays

A long distance carrier pigeon
 Flying from Hollywood or Hell
 And nobody was really sure
 Nobody could really tell at all
 If it was my imagination
 Or just my situation
 And the radio, the radio made me
 And the radio, the radio plays
 Station to station, into the night
 Into tomorrow and the rest of our lives
 Into the future, into the light
 Into forever, until everything's quiet
 The radio plays
 The radio plays
 Now I hadn't changed, I was just different
 Man I was just thinking to myself
 That nobody was really sure
 Nobody could really tell at all
 If it was my imagination
 Or just my situation
 The radio plays
 The radio plays
 A long distance carrier pigeon
 Flying in from Hollywood or hell
 And nobody was really sure
 Nobody could really tell at all
 If it was my imagination
 Or just my situation