Seems like he had to look a long time
Before he any answers
Any by the time they came
He was just about done
Saw him looking in the schoolyard
And the chruches and the poolhall
Trying to find an exit
Form desolation town
Halcyon nights and radio waves
Signal Signal Signal
Never fade away
The day that he heard it
He was looking in the mirror
There were no more threats,
There was no more help
And he knew without a doubt
That the classics of love
Would not come from some bright star above
But would only be delivered through his own self
