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RadioYou put your faith in something beautifulSell your reflection to the traveling show We leave ourselves a lot to answer for I've left myself and now I wanna go home And up there in your treehouse Pigs and politicians go bump in the night It'll take more than a superman To make us think that everything's alright And there's nothing on the radio They're all talking like they're falling in love Oh there's nothing on the radio And then it hits me like a fist from above I'm singing I, I, I, I want love, I want love I, I, I, I want love, I want love I I We half-remember all the promises we make But they're like white noise to us now We light a match and walk away, beside ourselves And it's easy, hmmm These days are written on our face And in the faith that we can change the script tonight You'll know me better than I'll ever know myself If you see me, take it easy on me Nothing on the radio They're all talking like they're falling in love Oh there's nothing on the radio Then it hits me like a fist from above I'm singing I, I, I, I want love, I want love I, I, I, I want love, I want love You'd better get here soon You'd better get here soon You'd better get here soon There's nothing on the radio They're all talking like they're falling in love Oh there's nothing on the radio And then it hits me like a fist from above I'm singing I, I, I, I want love, I want love I, I, I, I want love, I want love I, I, I, I want love, I want love I, I, I I want love |