Roger

Heard you come through my radio
Sing my truth back to me

Never, never did I walk alone
Who I was echoing back

In the rhythm of rain on my city street
Caught my reflection in a storefront window

Move on, there's no sense in throwing dimes
Heard my thoughts played through a tape delay

That's my life heard in a grocery store
My first divorce sung by a choir

Play on, "There's no such thing as better days"
Soon on screen, piercing the celluloid
Play on, why wait for them to change?
Living life left of the dial