secondhand serenade - 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
like when we wold meet

chorus:

i was born to tell you I LOVE YOU
and I am torn to do what I have to
to make you mine
stay whit me tonight

stripped and pollished
I am new
I am fresh

I am feeling so ambitious
you and me
flesh to flesh

because every breath that you will take

while 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...


and I'm tired of being all alone
and this solitary moment makes me want to

to make you mine
stay whit me tonight