Tekst Utworu

I got scared in the middle of the night Something ain't right in my head Pass a torch 'cause I need little light Give me somehing bright that ain't dead As the cold ground hits my feet I turn and I'm facing all the pictures on the wall I see my life stretch back to birth And no, there's nothing wrong, no there's nothing wrong at all I'm just tired Stressed out And I'm wired Gotta make it out Gotta make it out (oh) Love will call At the end of the day your heart will ride it out Love will fall When your faith slips away, your heart can take it All I want to be is picking up your love call All I've got for me, so please don't drop the line Overthinking and I'm sitting on my own Darkness creeping into my soul Is the call coming? Time is running out Time is running out, time is running out, oh no I'm just tired Stressed out And I'm wired Gotta make it out Gotta make it out (oh) Love will call At the end of the day your heart will ride it out Love will fall When your faith slips away, your heart can take it All I want to be is picking up your love call All I've got for me, so please don't drop the line Please don't drop the line Please don't drop the line You know I can't believe it Your voice is finally here and I'm washing my fears Fortunate, I'm believing But you're wrong 'cause you called and I'm not on my own So hold the line, oh Love will call At the end of the day your heart will ride it out Love will fall When your faith slips away, your heart can take it All I want to be is picking up your love call All I've got for me, so please don't drop the line Please don't drop the line Please don't drop the line
Writer(s): Benjamin Tipene, William John Hay Mcgillivray, Cullen Terence Kiesanowski, Aasha Ranui Mallard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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