Текст
Verse
Dusty sunlight on the floor
Shadows dancing by the door
Mother hums a quiet tune
In the heat of afternoon
Something playing through the haze
Lost within a golden maze
Chorus
Oh, that radio song
Where do the melodies belong?
A name I cannot find or say
As the music drifts away
Soft and sweet, a rhythmic sigh
Underneath a summer sky
Verse
Nylon strings and distant drums
Where the gentle spirit comes
Static crackles, low and deep
While the weary household sleeps
Melodies from far away
Turning silver into gray
Chorus
Oh, that radio song
Where do the melodies belong?
A name I cannot find or say
As the music drifts away
Soft and sweet, a rhythmic sigh
Underneath a summer sky
Bridge
Is it samba, is it blues?
A feeling that I cannot lose
A ghost of sound, a sweet refrain
Like the rhythm of the rain
Chorus
Oh, that radio song
Where do the melodies belong?
A name I cannot find or say
As the music drifts away
Soft and sweet, a rhythmic sigh
Underneath a summer sky
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