3AM Radio

Wanted you to change, but I changed my mind instead I wanted proof, you wanted something you could hold onto But in the end we mistook all the dissonance as the truth Well, some will sleep in the back-seat, some will look on down the road Some are listening to 3 a.m. radio Screaming about broken hearts and white noise, busted souls, bloody noses Get back up and stand in line, you owe it to the system You trust sometimes, you walk away, you rebel and then you miss 'em But you'll come home, you always do, it only hurts if you're paying attention We heard it once, and maybe twice, under someone's breath as they walked by But you don't buy that big old bag of lies, you've been adding up negative signs "It's fine, it's fine", you've been saying, for miles and miles You've been raising all hell in such a laid back style I'll get you home, I always do, I'll hold my breath if I have too Windows down, it's dark out there, watch the wind blowing through your hair Sleep now, dream now, anything you need now A little more time and then the day begins to break again Some will sleep in the back-seat, some will look on down the road Some are listening to 3 a.m. radio Singing about wrong turns and could-have-beens, and everybody else's sins And this one goes out to the one I love, just let me fall again And again and again, and where do I begin? Is there anybody out there even listening? --- 3AM Radio - Jack Johnson