The radio hums a song I know,A melody from long ago.The wheels turn on, the highway bends,And with each note, the past ascends.

A voice familiar, soft and clear,It pulls me back to times so near.The nights we danced, the days we dreamed,Now feel much closer than they seemed.

Through the static, I hear your name,A song that keeps alive the flame.The radio plays, the memories rise,Your laughter echoes in the skies.

The city lights blur into streams,Like fleeting snapshots of old dreams.This song was ours, it held our fears,And carried us through golden years.

A voice familiar, soft and clear,It pulls me back to times so near.The nights we danced, the days we dreamed,Now feel much closer than they seemed.

Through the static, I hear your name,A song that keeps alive the flame.The radio plays, the memories rise,Your laughter echoes in the skies.

The road ahead is dark and wide,But with this song, you’re by my side.Though life has taken us apart,Your song still lingers in my heart.

Through the static, I hear your name,A song that keeps alive the flame.The radio plays, the memories rise,Your laughter echoes in the skies.

As the final chord begins to fade,I thank the song for what it gave.A fleeting glimpse, a fleeting smile,That carried me another mile.