[Intro] Turn the dial. Hear the leaves talk. Somebody’s heart got the wrong song. [Verse 1] There’s a station in the garden where the moon comes in clear, all static and pollen in the shell of your ear. You were promised to another by the table and the law, but the night put its thumbprint on the name that you saw. I heard laughter in the bramble, little feet in the grass, some bright fool with a flower made the whole world miscast. Now the trees lean closer like they know what we did, and the stars keep blinking like a chorus of kids. [Chorus] Wild thyme radio, playing hearts out of tune. I loved the wrong voice under the right moon. Turn it up. Let it lie. If the spell says go, then the heart says why. Wild thyme radio. [Verse 2] You woke up beside a rumor with your shoes full of dew, said the dream had a mouth and it almost sounded true. I was chasing your shadow through a field gone blue, while somebody who wanted me kept calling for you. Every vow got dizzy. Every path changed sides. Every kiss wore a costume and forgot where it lied. By dawn, we were laughing with our faces undone, but the light looked nervous when it touched everyone. [Chorus] Wild thyme radio, playing hearts out of tune. I loved the wrong voice under the right moon. Turn it up. Let it lie. If the spell says go, then the heart says why. Wild thyme radio. [Bridge] Tell me what was magic. Tell me what was choice. Tell me why my own name came back in your voice. If love is just a flower pressed against the eye, who do I blame when the petals dry? [Final Chorus] Wild thyme radio, playing hearts out of tune. I loved the wrong voice under the right moon. Turn it down. Let it die. If the spell says go, does the heart know why? Wild thyme radio. [Outro] Morning on the meadow. Dew on the wire. Some songs leave softly. Some songs leave fire. [End]
