Emmylou Harris On The Radio written by Donna Summer Giorgio Moroder John McFee guitar Steve Fishell steel guitar Bill Payne keyboards Keith Knudsen drums Mike Bowden bass Barry Tashian acoustic guitar Someone found a letter you wrote me, on the radio And they told the world just how you felt It must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoat They never said your name But I knew just who they meant I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered, too If by chance you heard it for yourself I never told a soul just how I've been feeling over you But they said it really loud They said it on the air On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa oh oh oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Now Don't it kinda strike you sad when you hear our song Things are not the same since we broke up last June The only thing that I wanna hear is that you love me still And that you think you'll be comin' home real soon Whoa And it made me feel proud when I heard you say You couldn't find the words to say it all yourself And now in my heart I know I can say what I really mean 'Cause they said it really loud They said it on the air On the radio Whoa, oh, oh On the radio Whoa oh oh oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh SOLO If you think that love isn't found on the radio Well tune right in you may find the love you lost 'Cause now I'm sitting here with the man I sent away long ago He found he really lied he said he realy lied On the radio Whoa oh oh oh On the radio Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh >From Emmylou Harris "White Shoes" Warner Brothers Records 1983 Rick's Music/Revelation Music/Sweet Summer Night