I keep one hand on the wheel The other on the dial The music keeps me company For a little while Then the air is filled with voices Every story's just the same Lost and living with their choices I thought I heard my name
Another caller on the night show Fighting the static down a dark road I know how hard it is to let go But it's fading out Yes, it's fading out
Portland, Maine, you're on the air The lines are lighting up Hello Phoenix, are you there? Welcome to the club
The sad parade of faded glory Would bore me every time Now there's part of every story That's way too close to mine
It was you, I know it A word or two came in clear It was you, I know it