Broken Radio

Got a tape of an old forgotten song

It was sad and mournful, how the past can't be undone

Singer sounded like Dylan through an old broke radio

Cryin about a woman whose heart had turned cold

And I wander through the night the melody holds me tight

And whispers I'm not alone

In the kitchen cupboard theres family recipes

For love and kindness the precious things you need

We rely on these things through trials and tribulations

When you feel like going out and buyin a gun

And I wander through the days the melody keeps me safe

And whispers I'm not alone

And I'm not going to believe in your lies anymore

I've got my dreams, you've got yours

Count your blessings on your toes

Maybe your fingers will find someone to hold

Don't be stubborn like some ole fool

The future's not bleak dreams will come true

And I wander through these days the melody keeps me sane

No reason to run and hide with some fake disguise

So if your looking for someone who don't give a damn

Well I think you've found your man