Fireside Radio (wersja 2)

Verse

Cozy little station, crackling on channel 5

Snowflakes falling soft where the porch light bends

You'd tune it every winter, singing along in your scarf

Your laughter echoed through the whole neighborhood tonight

Warmest sound at minus ten degrees

I used to sneak downstairs when my parents were asleep

Catch you whispering into the mic instead

Pre-Chorus

Do you ever think about that station's name?

The way our voices cracked on the same old tune

Chorus

We were fire and snowflakes in the winter of us two

Every song we sang, I still hear it through

Even though the tower went down years ago

Fireside radio keeps the warmth we used to know

Verse 2

I found your old record player buried behind the couch cushion

Still had that tape stuck in there like a lost balloon

Your handwriting fading on the cover song by song

But I still hear every word before it's gone

Now the snow is falling soft where the porch light bends

Kids playing underneath the window again

I tune it to your frequency, just for old times' sake

And the static turns into your voice one more time

Pre-Chorus

Do you ever think about that station's name?

The way our voices cracked on the same old tune

Chorus

We were fire and snowflakes in the winter of us two

Every song we sang, I still hear it through

Even though the tower went down years ago

Fireside radio keeps the warmth we used to know

Bridge

Maybe that's the magic of a small town at Christmas time

Every spark you lit stays warm inside my mind

So turn it up, let the static fade

I'm still standing right where I was back then and stayed

Chorus

We were fire and snowflakes in the winter of us two

Every song we sang, I still hear it through

Even though the tower went down years ago

Fireside radio keeps the warmth we used to know