Radio Song

Listening to the radio

Singing songs soft and low, we get it on

Riding down to see the creek

Floating on an ocean breeze and the city tides

Ride slow

All alone, in the night

Living in a plastic age

Writing on an empty page, your lonely life

Nights on the radio

Driving for the soul to roll and the way you walk

Ride slow

Rolling home in the night

Taking all that we can get

Marijuana, cigarettes, and play guitar

Sipping on Bluebird Wine

Making ways to pass the time, we get along

Ride slow

Lonely souls, in the night