Turn the radio on, Sunday afternoon
It's raining in your town, you woke up to the blues
Suddenly the radio show host
Is telling you basically what to do
And you just feel like crawling
'Cause you feel sick and tired of love
Now that you turned so blue
And you are running out of time
Because everybody's hiding from you
(But I know)
ButI I know there's a secret place where love is all around
Somehow everybody's searching for that secret place right now
Secret Places
Turn the T.V. on, everybody sucks
Everybody's searching for everything they lost
Lack of love in their life and sorrow
That was sent by God Above
Now that I come to think about it
My Jesus was a just your ghost
(But I know)
But I know there is a secret place where time cannot be found
With butterflies in every corner making the world go 'round
Secret Places
When it's raining in your town
And everybody's down
Go on and kiss the ground
When it's raining in your town