Hi, I loved you in a dream 
In real life, I hope that you love me 
With all this love 
All this love 
All this love 
All this love 

Guess I'm a fighter 
Fighting all my life to not fight 
I'm not a lover 
because I never got your love back in return 

You are a radio station 
Catching signals from a source up in the sky 
Your brain is information, your antennae, yah 
Your mind is such a god-made satellite 

I know you don't got money 
I don't care it's funny 
Please don't go back south 
This may be the last time that you see my face 
I'm broke, every part of me [bad word] home, the winter feels dark to me 
Unveil your torch light bright for me 
Help me see what the [bad word] I'm doing here