We can always expect to lose radio, radio contact
Radio transmission every time that,
I let our fair moon
Lay her body between us,
I need her now that you're breaking up

Soon she'll become my new sun
Soon she'll become
She's stealing her light from the old one

Fast receiving but slow responding,
To your signals reading "Son, come home"
But I still believe it
My God, I still need it
But I'm just tired of walking upright
When I don't mean right,
I just want to look right

We can always expect to lose radio, radio contact
Radio transmission

Soon she'll become my new sun
Soon she'll become dim reflected love,
To light my way,
After I trade loving you for loving to obey

'Cause even with my feet on the path,
Our quite hearts lost contact
So now I'm wandering off,
Just to hear you calling me back

We can always expect to lose