I imagine that you stop at a stop sign
You put on makeup while thinking about the time
With that little skirt that's out of style
I imagine you heading out at every dawn
Black clouds over your head
And checking the phone still without an answer
It's no use to you and you know it
If you don't say it, it's because you're hiding something
A message that makes you fall in love
It's not asking much even though nobody answers
And your eyes so bright
Two hearts that fill stadiums
And a song is reaching your lips
Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio, the radio
Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio, the radio
I imagine that you always dance like that
Forgetting that the hours fly
When everybody asks why you're so alone
And I swear I don't know what I'd give to see
That your eyes are amazed again
When I whisper in your ear that we're alone
When you laugh, when you look
That dress that you then don't buy
When you go out, when you come in
I want to be there, to be part of you
When you run, when you brake
When it seems that you're going the other way
And a song is reaching your lips
Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio, the radio
Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio, the radio
Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio, the radio
The breeze is always close
Today my song wakes you
It's already playing on the radio
It plays on the radio and it's for you
Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio, the radio
The breeze is always close
Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio, the radio
Today my song wakes you
And it's reaching your lips
Turn up the radio, the radio, the radio, the radio