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Sundown on the Radio av Rico Sunday — omslag
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Sundown on the Radio

avRico Sunday

Latin PopMelankolisk106 BPMA-moll3:11
TextEngelskaLicensierad för lokaler
0:00av 3:11
−3:11

Om Sundown on the Radio

«Sundown on the Radio» är en melankolisk låt i genren Latin pop, av Rico Sunday (106 BPM, A-moll, 3:11, sjungen på engelska). Den här låten ingår i WeavyAudios katalog och är licensierad för uppspelning i kaféer, restauranger, gym, butiker och andra lokaler.

Fler: muzyka Latin Pop utan extra royalties. Fler efter stämning: melankolisk. Licens för din lokal.

Medverkande

Stämning
Melankolisk
Tempo
106 BPM
Tonart
A-moll
Längd
3:11
Sång
Engelska
Licens
Licensierad för lokaler

Nyckelord

  • Latin Pop Bittersweet Nostalgia 2
  • tight pop drums with a snappy brush-drum groove in a moderate key
  • bright synth plucks and clean guitar playing a lilting eighth-note rhythmic ostinato
  • nylon guitar riff
  • cowbell
  • polished vocal upfront with wide stereo guitar and crisp drums
  • warm tenor crooning Latin balladeer
  • emotional Spanish ballad delivery with melismatic runs
  • 106 BPM
  • A minor

Tillagd idag · 2026-11-11 · licensierad för användning i lokal

Text· följer ljudet

Sundown on the Radio lyrics

Verse

Traffic lights hold their color a little longer tonight

Paper cups rolling on the hood of your car

Your hand through my sleeve like you're pulling me in again

Same three blocks but this time we walk slow and I win

Pre-Chorus

So tell me is it habit or do you still mean what you say

Do you feel it too when the streetlights catch your face

Chorus

Is it habit or is it real that I'm holding my breath near you

Standing in a doorway like I'm not leaving till the sun comes through

You keep the radio low, talk to me like I'm still here

Is it habit or am I scared of losing what we had this year

Verse

Corner store neon flickers red and gold on your chin

Your thumb traces my collarbone like you're drawing a line

The block is quiet but your laughter cuts through the hush

I keep thinking something's shifting, that maybe tonight comes up

Pre-Chorus

So tell me is it habit or do you still mean what you say

Do you feel it too when the streetlights catch your face

Chorus

Is it habit or is it real that I'm holding my breath near you

Standing in a doorway like I'm not leaving till the sun comes through

You keep the radio low, talk to me like I'm still here

Is it habit or am I scared of losing what we had this year

Bridge

Maybe the summer's ending and maybe that's okay

If your hand stays mine one more hour, then I'll face another day

No promises in the streetlights but this feels different tonight

So stay just a little closer till the sky turns white

Chorus

Is it habit or is it real that I'm holding my breath near you

Standing in a doorway like I'm not leaving till the sun comes through

You keep the radio low, talk to me like I'm still here

Is it habit or am I scared of losing what we had this year

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