All I ever do is fall asleep with A.M. radio on.
All I ever hear is static from you.
It makes me feel so out of tune.
You call my faith.
I call this design.
When channels change I feel our receptions out of line.
All I ever knew from reading the signs with A.M. radio on.
All I ever see are visions of you.
You keep my heart constantly moving.
You call my fate.
Our souls parallel.
When channels change I feel I'm running out of spells.
You call me insane.
I call this divine.
Love only grows when you leave it seconds out of time