I really have it bad for you
As if you could not tell
The fact that we will never be
Is my own personal hell
Sometimes I try to just forget
But I never will, you know
I hear your voice or of our love
In each song on the radio
It doesn’t make a difference
What station I tune in
Country, rap or rock and roll
It’s the same thing over again
A love is lost or will never be
Be it upbeat or real slow
I hear your voice or of our love
In each song on the radio
No matter how I try to stop
Unplug or turn it off
The radio keeps playing
Now I think my mind is lost
These songs of love and romance
Keep haunting me, you know
I hear your voice or of our love
In each song on the radio
A contest entry
- To You... My Love by pimp daddy satin.
303 points, ended April 21, 2007, 110 entries
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Comments
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the radio haunting you with lost love...how sad, but beautiful.


