There sits a couple who have reasoned everything out
In a car that now relies on the radio to pierce the silence.
There is no meaning to goodbye,
Because if we were to meet again someday,
Wouldn't that be just wonderful?
Were you able to hear my voice s i spoke?
The HEART STATION broadcasting at 1 o'clock in the dead of the night
Requires no tuning on the dial as it lies
On a secret frequency....
Were radio waves of my heart able to reach you?
It's broadcasting from the HEART STATION of sinners
And only GOD knows
How much i missyou...
I can't go on without forgetting you,
That's how it seems at least...But why is it then
That only all the good memories of us remain?
Without a doubt,though i've separated from you,you're right here....
Right here at the CENTRE of my heart.
I felt like i hear your voice back there,
Coming from the HEART STATION that boradcasts at 1 in the night.
Wherever i am,there always seems to be
This beating of two pulses.
Were you able to receive these transmissions from my heart?
They come from the HEART STATION of sinners
And only GOD knows.... this secret I keep...
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