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
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
Credits
Writer(s): John Vesely
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