Walking down the Mercer St
Been a long hot summer
Rain like [bad word] Down on me
Get a feeling it's too late
But alone, together, could
Be we might start it up
Allover again

Dream, dream you're not 
Too late
Sweet road to somewhere else

Listen to the radio
Are you calling?

3'o clock I'm on my way
On the road to somewhere
Little clouds like wounds

That blow away
Listening to the radio like a
Friend that guides me
Playing out every song
We used to know

Dream, dream you're not 
Too late
Sweet road to somewhere else

Listen to the radio
Are you calling?

Bring it [bad word] along
On the road to somewhere
Take our time
See the signs
On the road to somewhere