• It really is my radio’s fault
    I’m thinking of you again.
    Every time these songs come on,
    I can’t help but join in.

    Melodies and memories
    Dancing in my head,
    Remembering and thinking about
    Everything you said.

    My hands banging on the steering wheel,
    Screaming loves songs at my windshield,
    Watching other cars pass by,
    Wishing you would have given us another try.

    These love songs always end
    My tears will cease to fall
    But my love for you will never change
    Not even a little bit, not at all.

    See, it really is my radio’s fault
    I’m thinking of you again.
    Every time these songs come on,
    You’re in my heart again.
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