Paroles
Three a.m. on a station no one hears
Just the host and the heartbroken volunteers
You're asleep and the world is mine alone
Tires on the wet road, that low hum tone
Some late-night voice playing songs for the lost
Dedications no one ever gets across
I could be anyone tonight
Just a shadow steering toward the light
And it's only me, oh
Only me that knows
The thing I'll never let her hold
3 a.m. radio, sing it low
For every fool too proud to let it show
I've got a heart I never put on the air
So I keep it to myself, keep it to myself
You're right beside me and you're not even there
And I keep it to myself, keep it to myself
The dial finds a song we used to play
Back when we had nothing left to say but stay
Funny how a melody can cut
Open every door I tried to shut
I turn it down before it wakes you up
Some love you swallow like a bitter cup
And it's only me, oh
Only me that knows
The thing I'll never let her hold
3 a.m. radio, sing it low
For every fool too proud to let it show
I've got a heart I never put on the air
So I keep it to myself, keep it to myself
You're right beside me and you're not even there
And I keep it to myself, keep it to myself
This is the hour the truth comes clean
When there's no one left to hear you mean it
But you sleep on, you'll never know
I said it once to the radio
So low, so low, so low
Three a.m. on a station no one hears
Just the host and the heartbroken volunteers