I can't help myself
Sending out these signals
But picking up
On them were never my strength
And I'm not sure
If you tune in anymore
Or if we're still even
On the same wavelength
So, do you read me?
Do you read me?
Come in, come in
From wherever you
Are on this concrete ocean
We were younger then
Still I blame this gloom
On a lack of northern exposure
Do you read me?
And so I broadcast
This in your direction
(Fingers crossed, fingers crossed)
'cause I want to sing
"home at last" again
With conviction
(Fingers crossed, fingers crossed)
So I'll keep my fingers crossed
Fingers crossed
For a good reception
