A cold night    when i was young   i made a wish that i'd be on the radio   but you said    let it go   tongue-tied and awkward silent   but inside i screamed   they'd hear me    on the radio    i couldn't let it go      you, you thought i would break that i would hesitate   well look at me now   you, you swore that i would crash    that i would never last   just look at me now   radio, on the radio      late night, winter,chicago   ten years and still i listen to the radio and then its starts to snow   the stations freqencies my wild dream achieved finally they start the show    im on the radio      you, you talked a lot of shit   and told us all to quit   well look at me now   you, you said i'd never sing   but i know you're listening   just look at me now      you thought that i would break   you swore that i would crash    you spit a lot of shit   well look at me now   just look at me now