Calling For You
I'm so tired
Of sing the blues
Ripped up soul and all
Calling for you
Dirty cigarette
Giving thought to the one I love
As ashes trickle down
To a steady heartbeat
Beyond crazy I'm out of my mind
As the key to my happiness
Echos as I walk
For you
The only thing that I've ever known
Yes you
The only thing that I've ever called home
What you dont know is
I'm all strung out
Candle guiding home
For you
And only for the lonely
Heart skips a beat
Folks here want a show
But my hearts too weak
But I'm calling for you
The only thing that I've ever known
Yes you
The only thing that I've ever called home
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