this one won t be on the radio if i m right they ll say it is too slow this one may not ever make it outside these four walls i take it this one won t be on the radio but i m gonna sing it anyway as if my last breath was today it s way past due that i write just for you i ve been distracted by what can t compare to you cause you re worth every note every struggle and pain every refrain the inside of this lonely hotel room reminds me of your cold and empty tomb the sun shines through the window pane reminding me you rose again inside of this lonely hotel room and i m gonna sing my lonesome song remembering you re with me through the storm 