Intro: You don't know, but you're on my radio I hear you singing everyday all across these radio waves The second half of this record is scratched but it still plays cause every song Has memories attached Just look and see Play it on, play it on, play it on me Play it on, play it on, play it on me Play it on, play it on, play it on me Play it on, play it on, play it on me The stormy days and the minor melodies makes what we hear so sincere when every word is weighed And when the good days come, Oh, the tune we'll hum Is the receipt we keep to save these sweet moments And what they may become It's how I recall the things I've seen Play it on, play it on, play it on me Play it on, play it on, play it on me Play it on, play it on, play it on me Play it on, play it on, play it on me All these things that buzz and ring Are all what we keep intact And on this path we collect them all And they play on our soundtracks (Silence) And its sounds like Play it on, play it on, play it on me Play it on, play it on, play it on me Play it on, play it on, play it on me Play it on, play it on, play it on me