We can always expect to lose radio, radio contact
Radio transmission every time that
I let our fair moon
Lay her body between us
I need her now that you're breaking up
Soon she'll become my new sun
Soon she'll become
She's stealing her light from the old one
Fast receiving but slow responding
To your signals reading, "Son, come home"
But I still believe it
My God, I still need it
But I'm just tired of walking upright
When I don't mean right
I just want to look right
We can always expect to lose radio, radio contact
Radio transmission
Soon she'll become my new sun
Soon she'll become dim reflected love
To light my way
After I trade loving you for loving to obey
Cause even my feet on the path
Our quiet hearts lost contact
So now I'm wandering off
Just to hear you calling me back
We can always expect to lose