I can't make you go away
I could not make you stay
And I often wonder who
Is better off this way

You used to be a phone call away
Now you are a ghost
But if I'm being haunted
I'm happy we're still close

I can hear your voice on the radio
Singing along with songs that you will never know
And I fear the day that the signal fades away

Since you put your self to sleep
Whenever times get hard
There's a photo book I keep
Buried deep in my back yard

But every single photograph
Has begun to fade
And I hate that I have to remember you this way

I can hear your voice on the radio
Singing along with songs that you will never know
And I fear the day that the signal fades away

I can hear your voice on the radio
Singing along with songs that you will never know
And I fear the day that the signal fades away