Dusty dial, faded paint, a relic on the shelf
Flicker of a dying light, a whisper to myself
Tuning through the static, a symphony of noise
Searching for a memory, a whisper of your voice
Late night drives, windows down, the moon our only guide
Antenna catching glimpses, of something inside
Those stolen moments, whispered secrets in the dark
Now just echoes in the static, a faded, flickering spark
Radio static love, a signal in the haze
A broken transmission, forgotten yesterdays
Your laughter in the crackle, a melody half-heard
A love song on a dead frequency, a whispered, yearning word
Maybe in another lifetime, the signal will come clear
We'll dance beneath a neon sky, without a single fear
But for now, I hold this memory, close against my chest
A love song on a dying wave, a love that won't find rest
Radio static love, a signal in the haze
A broken transmission, forgotten yesterdays
Your laughter in the crackle, a melody half-heard
A love song on a dead frequency, a whispered, yearning word
Fading, fading, static takes its hold
But the memory of your voice, will forever unfold
Radio static love, a bittersweet refrain
A love song lost in the ether, but burning all the same