On a day battered with unforgiving cold rain,
There sits a couple who have reasoned everything out
In a car that now relies on the radio to pierce the silence
There is no meaning to goodbye,
Because if we were to meet again someday,
Wouldn't that just be wonderful?
Were you able to hear my voice as I spoke?
The Heart Station broadcasting at one o'clock in the dead of night
Requires no tuning on the dial as it lies
On a secret frequency
Were the radio waves of my heart able to reach you?
It's broadcasting from the Heart Station of sinners
And only God knows
How much I miss you
Hey baby, can you hear me?
Just tell me one thing
If you can hear me
Say something
I can't go on without forgetting you,
That's how it seems at least... But why is it then
That only all the good memories of us remain?
Without a doubt, though I've separated from you, you're right here...
Right here at the center of my heart
I felt like I heard your voice back there,
Coming from the Heart Station that broadcasts at 1 in the night.
Wherever I am, there always seems to be
This beating of two pulses
Were the radio signals of my heart able to get to you?
It broadcasts from the Heart Station of lovers,
And tonight's requests also flood in with myriads of
"I Love You"
This voice of mine, were you able to hear it?
It's broadcasting in the small hours of the night from that Heart Station...
Even now, we are still connected
On this secret frequency
Were you able to receive these transmissions from my heart?
They come from the Heart Station of sinners
And only God knows.... this secret I keep