A cold night
When i was young
I made a wish that i'd be on the radio
But you said
Let it go
Tongue-tied and awkward silent
But inside i screamed
They'd hear me
On the radio
I couldn't let it go
You, you thought i would break that i would hesitate
Well look at me now
You, you swore that i would crash
That i would never last
Just look at me now
Radio, on the radio
Late night, winter, chicago
Ten years and still i listen to the radio and then its starts to snow
The stations freqencies my wild dream achieved finally they start the show
Im on the radio
You, you talked a lot of shit
And told us all to quit
Well look at me now
You, you said i'd never sing
But i know you're listening
Just look at me now
You thought that i would break
You swore that i would crash
You spit a lot of shit
Well look at me now
Just look at me now
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