I made a living writing lover's dream words
I found the notes to hang them on
I fround a way to play with the meaning of things
And I came up with a couple good songs
And so I oughta have an easy answer
I oughta have some pretty things to say
But I haven't found the combination
That'll make you change your mind and wanna stay

So I wish I had one sure honest line to say over and over again
Sung in tune and time to a melody pure
One clear everpresent pulse in the pocket
And I'm on the radio so you'll know that I am yours

Listen to the laughter of the children
She scratched on the back of a bill
As we climbed past the road to the schoolhouse
On the burnt crust browning pan hill
To where they don't take sad for an answer
A place at the corner of your heart
Where music meets with memories
So you can recognize the feeling from the start

How I wish I had one sure honest line to say over and over again
Sung in tune and time to a melody pure
One clear everpresent pulse in the pocket?
I'm on the radio so you'll know that I am yours
They'll put us on the radio so you'll know that I am yours