Found a station somewhere down the coastline
Half the words were drifting out of range
A melody came through the silence
And suddenly the day began to change
Sunlight flashing across the water
Silver dancing on the waves below
I turned the volume just a little higher
And kept on following the road
Maybe I’ll never hear it again
Maybe that’s what makes it good
Seashell Radio
Playing through the afternoon
Seashell Radio
Like it always knew
Every mile feels lighter
Every sky a little blue
Seashell Radio
Singing me through
Oh-oh-oh
Da-da-da
Oh-oh-oh
Da-da-da
Passing boats and faded signboards
White umbrellas near the shore
Every song becomes a memory
Before it’s even played once more
I don’t know the name of the singer
I don’t know the words they’re saying
Still it sounds exactly like
The kind of day I’m having
Maybe I’ll never hear it again
Maybe that’s alright
Seashell Radio
Playing through the afternoon
Seashell Radio
Like it always knew
Every mile feels lighter
Every sky a little blue
Seashell Radio
Singing me through
Turn it up
Let it play
For another coastal day
Turn it up
Don’t let go
Just a little longer on the road
Seashell Radio
Playing through the afternoon
Seashell Radio
Like it always knew
Every mile feels lighter
Every sky a little blue
Seashell Radio
Singing me through
Seashell Radio
Singing me through
