Your Call (Remastered) - Secondhand Serenade
Composed by：John Vesely
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