Last night I fell in love with a stranger
Behind the glass house he came walking out the backdoor
Into a crowd of screaming girls calling his name
I never saw it coming, the way a voice can make me feel
And I fear that I am falling
I should be old enough to know
Not to fall in love with the voice on the radio
So here I stand fighting what I feel for you
Torn between what reason says and how I really feel
And here I stand, wondering what to say to you
Hoping that you feel the same, the same as I do
He's in a rock band with a voice like an angel
And eyes of a raven sky
And suddenly I find myself twelve years old again
Dreaming of you [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/m/marie_digby/voice_on_the_radio.html ]
But who am I kidding to even think that you might see me
It's in the stars that girls like me
And boys like you were never meant to be
So here I stand fighting what I feel for you
Torn between what reason says and how I really feel
And here I stand, wondering what to say to you
Hoping that you feel the same, the same as I do
Would you be scared if I told you I like you
And would you run if I told you I love you
Cuz here I stand fighting what I feel for you
Torn between what reason says and how I really feel
And here I stand, wondering what to say to you
Hoping that you feel the same, the same
As I do, as I do, as I do
I never saw it coming the way a voice can make me feel
And I fear that I am falling
I should be old enough to know
Not to fall in love with the voice on the radio
I think this song is about falling for a celebrity. I'm not talking about collecting every single poster you see or going to every single concert/movie. I'm talking about this connection you feel with the celebrity in what he says, in what he does, and how he says or does these things. And you try to tell yourself there's no chance he could love you, after all you're just another face in the crowd to him. But even though you're 99.9% sure it'll never happen, it's the 0.1% of hope that keeps you going, and you can't let it go. Kinda like the five year old girl inside you regenerating, waiting/hoping that someday her prince will come and sweep her off her feet.