Call Me

(альбом: Flyin' High - 1985)

Call me, call me every day
Even when you've got nothing much to say
Good news, bad news, I don't mind at all
As long as I hear the sound of your voice, your call

I was wrong the other day
I couldn't find the words to say
But oh, I love you so, could feel the tears inside
I didn't mean to heart your pride

And oh, I miss you so

Call me, call me everyday
Even when you've got nothing much to say
Good news, bad news, I don't mind at all
As long as I hear the sound of your voice, your call

Every hour you're away
I'm a lonely soul I say that pride comes before the fall
How I long to clear my mind
To say the words I couldn't find, oh, I, I want you to call

Call me, call me everyday
Even when you've got nothing much to say
How I wish that I could find
A way to clear my troubled mind

But oh, there I go again
Pretending you are here by me
Lost in dreams and fantasy
But oh, it's all in vain