Play It on Me - Bronze Radio Return

You don’t know, but you’re on my radio

I hear you singing everyday

All across these radio waves

The second half of this record is scratched

But it still plays cause every song

Has memories attached

Just look and see

Play it on, play it on, play it on me…

Play it on, play it on, play it on me…

Play it on, play it on, play it on me…

Play it on, play it on, play it on me…

The stormy days and the minor melodies

Makes what we hear so sincere

When every word is weighed

And when the good days come

Oh, the tune we’ll hum

Is the receipt we keep to save these sweet moments

And what they may become

It’s how I recall the things I’ve seen

Play it on, play it on, play it on me…

Play it on, play it on, play it on me…

Play it on, play it on, play it on me…

Play it on, play it on, play it on me…

All these things that buzz and ring

Are all what we keep intact

And on this path we collect them all

And they play on our soundtracks

And its sounds like…

Play it on, play it on, play it on me…

Play it on, play it on, play it on me…

Play it on, play it on, play it on me…

Play it on, play it on, play it on me…