Call
I’d like to
try to find a way of being me, it’s harder to imagine than being you. I’m out
of time, the station bell is ringing out, I was too slow to reach you, it’s
quiet now. Call, when you’re through then say my name, call, the raindrops on
the window pane, call, the ocean’s calm this time of day, call, the
streetlight’s will illuminate. I’d like to be the man I once saw on TV, he
stepped into a phone box, went back in time. What would I do? what would I say
if anything or just reach out and touch you, just one more time. Call, when
you’re through then say my name, call, the raindrops on the window pane, call,
the ocean’s calm this time of day, call, the streetlight’s will illuminate. I
always thought that life was like a cash machine, if you run out of memories,
just get out more, the truth is that each one you have can never be made agin
but only made anew. Call, when you’re through then say my name, call, the
raindrops on the window pane, call, the ocean’s calm this time of day, call,
the streetlight’s will illuminate. Call, when you’re through then say my name,
call, the raindrops on the window pane, call, the ocean’s calm this time of
day, call, the streetlight’s will illuminate.