From the Album: The Sounding (1986)
I 'll go when you call me.
We both know that this means nothing.
I feel nostalgia touching you.
I roll falling forward,
You call and I backslide to you,
I feel nostalgia touching you.
Tommorrow I will be waking
To the urge to retreat I concede
I watch my hands begin shaking
I know I'll go when you call
I wish I could resist the fall
This night we bring life to
All those memories stained on sheets,
I turn down dim lights
Wishing that I would stay
Tommorrow I will be waking
I feel the pleasure of pleasing recede
I watch my hands begin shaking
I know I'll go when you call
I wish I could resist the fall
I'll go when you call me.
We know that we both belong here.
I trust there's nothing wrong,
Your conscience clear
Your conscience clear
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