perry blake - widows by the radio lyrics
Loading...
drink to our demolished home
wher loss resides alone
like a widow by the radio
child, childhood is a place
where sorrow comes of age
a widow by the radio
try to understand
i couldn’t hold your hand
i couldn’t even hold a gun
surely we could find
a reason or a sign
that everything’s not gone for good
autumn whispers through the trees
cheap things to her and me
but patience wears a uniform
nature take care of your sons
i think they have become
the darlings of the universe
try to understand
i couldn’t hold your hand
i couldn’t even hold a gun
surely we could hide
a reason or a sigh
that everything is gone for good.
Random Lyrics