Hello again, The doubt comes creeping in The ramblings of my inner most mind Like radio static softly playing behind Every day and every word you say I hear it whispering to me, I feel it's breath on my cheek And I turn the radio dials all the way up Until all the sound is drowned out and I'm stuck In a memory Where I can breathe Without the weight Of the hate That I feel in my heart For the love that I start To feel all over again. That's the thing about a radio Though, You can't go back and play the same song again Once it ends. So I took the boom box from above my head And I set it down on the lawn, the dead Grass beneath my feet from waiting for so long For playing every stupid song Hoping that you would hear That I'm still down here In rain, in cold, in blistering heatFacing the scrutiny Of all our friends, some I've lost Paying the cost, The dues Of loving someone like you And if you ever get annoyed at the sound Of the ster...
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