Lyrics:

It's hard to remember days
Mornings lost in a chronic haze
Breath is fast and the trains are slow
I barely feel it though
All day long I fantasize in the dark behind other people's eyes
And then they disappear, words get lost in the atmosphere

The truth I'll tell, I'll tell the truth
Sixteen on a summer roof
You ask for facts, well I'll give you proof
Hot sun on skin
That crimson dress too thin
All winter up her woods
I touched it, it felt good
All I want is my radio
He speaks in a voice I know
Sounds like sand when the tide is low
We kiss to that voice each night
Bathed in bare reactor light
I cry when the morning comes
Count my blessings and my thumbs
Say 'thanks God' for whatever comes
And quickly cross my fingers
All I want is a room somewhere
Far away from the chemo air
And when I go my radio
Will play a melody that lingers

All I want is my radio
Station ninety-nine point O (99.0
Tell the DJ: 'DJ, keep it slow
Light to fade before you know


The truth I'll tell, I'll tell, I'll tell the truth
Sixteen on a summer roof
You ask for facts, well I'll give you proof
Here's the truth