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 all the people's eyes And when they disappear Words get lost in the atmosphere The truth I tell I tell the truth Sixteen on a summer roof You ask for facts Well I'll give you proof Hot silence can Backrubs and dress too thin For winter of her words I touched it, it felt good All I want is my radio All I want is my radio He speaks in a voice I know Sounds like sand when the tide is low We kissed to that voice each night Bathed in bare reactor light I cry when the morning comes Count my blessings and my phones Say "thanks, god" for whatever comes And quickly cross my fingers All I want is a room somewhere Far away from the chemo air But when I go my radio Will play a melody that lingers All I want is my radio Station ninety-nine point oh Tell the DJ, DJ keep it slow Like to fade volume low It's hard to remember days Mornings lost in a chronic haze Breath is fast and the trains are slow I barely even feel it though All day long I fantasize In the dark, behind all the people's eyes And then they slowly 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 the facts We'll give you proof Well here's the truth All I want is my radio Tell me DJ, DJ keep it slow All I want is my radio Like to fade volume low All I...