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 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 'Cause 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, what's your, what's your 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 And I'm tired of being all alone And this solitary moment makes me want to come back home And I'm tired of being all alone And this solitary moment makes me want to come back home And I'm tired of being all alone And this solitary moment makes me want to come back home I was born to tell you I love you And I am torn to do what I have to And 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