1.She's Got Nothing On(But The Radio)
What she got she got to give it to somebody
What she got she got to give it to someone
It's not a case of growin' up or lots of money
It's just the fundamental twist of the sun
What she got she got to let somebody find it('Really？')
What she got is not for her to keep alone('Oh!')
Nobody's got a clue if there is such a reason('Yea？')
Why she wanna play it o-on her own
She's got nothing on but the radio
She's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
What she got she got to give to some contender
What she got is just like gold dust on a shelf
And no one's got a clue what's on her brave agenda
Why she wanna keep it keep it to herself
She's got nothing on but the radio
It's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
Who did the painting on my wall？
Who left a poem down the hall？
Oh I don't understand at all, he-he-hey
2.Wish I Could Fly(Live S：t Petersburg 2010)
Halfway through the night
I wake up in a dream
Echoes in my head
Make every whisper turn into a scream
I dreamed I could fly
Out in the blue
Over this town
Following you
Over the trees
Subways and cars
I'd try to find out
Who you really are
In the middle of the night
Cool sweatin' in my bed
Got the windows open wide
Thinkin' about all the things you said
I wish I could fly
Out in the blue
Over this town
Following you
I'd fly over rooftops
The great boulevards
To try to find out
Who you really are
Who you really are
I wish I could fly now
Wish I could fly now
Wish I could fly now
I wish I could fly
Around and around
Over this town
The dirt on the ground
I'd follow your course
Of doors left ajar
To try to find out
Who you really are
To try to find out
Who you really are
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