Walking down the Mercer St. Been a long hot summer. Rain like daggers coming. Down on me. Get a feeling it's too late. But alone together could. Be we might start it up. Allover again. Dream dream you're not. Too late. Sweet road to somewhere else. Listen to the radio. Are you calling?. 3 o'clock I'm on my way. On the road to somewhere. Little clouds like wounds. That blow away. Listening to the radio like a. Friend that guides me. Playing out every song. We used to know. Dream dream you're not. Too late. Sweet road to somewhere else. Listen to the radio. Are you calling?. Bring it on. Come along. On the road to somewhere. Take our time. See the signs. On the road to somewhere. by: fabioandreo