Radio, live transmission
Radio, live transmissionListen to the silence, let it ring on
Eyes, dark gray lenses, frightened of the sun
We would have a fine time living in the night
Left to blind destruction, waiting for our sightAnd we would go on as though nothing was wrong
And hide from these days, we remained all alone
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time
Touching from a distance, further all the timeDance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radioWell, I could call out when the going gets tough
The things that we've learnt are no longer enough
No language, just sound, that's all we need know
To synchronize love to the beat of the showAnd we could danceDance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
Songwriters
CURTIS, IAN KEVIN / HOOK, PETER / MORRIS, STEPHEN PAUL DAVID / SUMNER, BERNARDPublished by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group