There's

a

song

play

ing

on

the

ra

di

o.

Sky

high

in

the

air

waves,

on

the

mor

ning

show.

And

there's

a

life

line

slip

ping

as

the

re

cord

plays.

As

I

o

pen

the

blinds

in

my

mind

I'm

be

liev

ing,

that

you

could

stay.

And

oh,

if

you

stay

well

I'll

chase

the

rain

blown

fears

a

way,

we'll

shine

like

the

morn

ing,

and

sin

in

the

sun

oh

if

you

stay.

We'll

be

the

wild

ones,

run

ning

with

the

dogs

to

day.

There's

a

song

play

ing,

through

a

no

ther

wall.

All

we

see

and

be

lieve

is

the

D

J,

and

the

debts

dis

solve.

Amd

it's

a

shame

the

plane

is

leav

ing,

on

this

sun

ny

day.

'Cos

on

you

my

tat

too

will

be

bleed

ing,

and

the

name

will

stain.

And

oh,

if

you

stay.

We'll

ride

from

dis

guised

sub

ur

ban

graves.

We'll

go

from

the

bun

ga

lows

where

the

debts

still

grow

each

day.

And

oh,

if

you

stay,

well

I'll

chase

the

rain

blown

fears

a

way.

We'll

shine

like

the

morn

ing

and

sin

in

the

sun

oh

if

you

stay.

We'll

be

the

wild

ones,

run

ning

with

the

dogs

to

day.

We'll

be

the

wild

ones,

Run

ning

with

the

dogs

to

day.

Oh

if

you

stay,

oh

if

you

stay,

oh

if

you

stay...