I can't help myself

Sending out these signals

But picking up

On them were never my strength

And I'm not sure

If you tune in anymore

Or if we're still even

On the same wavelength

So, do you read me?

Do you read me?

Come in, come in

From wherever you

Are on this concrete ocean

We were younger then

Still I blame this gloom

On a lack of northern exposure

Do you read me?

And so I broadcast

This in your direction

(Fingers crossed, fingers crossed)

'cause I want to sing

\"home at last\" again

With conviction

(Fingers crossed, fingers crossed)

So I'll keep my fingers crossed

Fingers crossed

For a good reception