Texty písní Katrina Carlson

Katrina Carlson

On The Radio

A lazy Saturday in summer

Stealin' keys from daddy's rumpled slacks

A gravel drive, a ragtop mustang

Faded vinyl seats and a dash with cracks

That's where I'd wait to hear my favorite songs

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On the Radio

Turn it up and let the music take me away

On the Radio

Close my eyes, breathe a sigh and dream of the day

When I'd drive away

I hear an angry shout 'round midnight

Coming from my parents' room

I turn to see my sister sleeping

In the dark, I find the dial and tune

To hear a kind, familiar, comforting voice

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Echoing footsteps, shadows in darkness

Breaking the silence that leads me out of my nightmares

And into my dreams

And so I'd wait to hear my favorite songs

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