Sunday, August 24, 2008

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
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
Because 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
And I'm tired of being all alone,
and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home
I know everything you wanted isn't anything you have
-OmegaBoys-

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