Thursday, October 8, 2009

Secondhand Serenade - Your Call

Waiting for your call, I'm sick, call I'm angry

Call I'm desperate for your voice

Listening to the song we used to sing

In the car, do you remember

Butterfly, Early Summer

It's playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet



I was born to tell you I love you

And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine

Stay with me tonight



Stripped and polished, I am new, I am fresh

I am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to flesh

Because every breath that you will take

when you are sitting next to me

will bring life into my deepest hopes, What's your fantasy?

What's your...



I was born to tell you I love you

And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine

Stay with me tonight



And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home

x4





I was born to tell you I love you

And I am torn to do what I have to,



I was born to tell you I love you

And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine

Stay with me tonight

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